THE JOYRIDERS

Craig, Murdo. Dunsy & Rick, The Joyriders circa 1864

As Rome burned and Nero behaved like Nigel Kennedy at a toga party, one suspects that the cyclonic soundtrack playing in the emperor’s noodle may well have approximated the Joyriders – frenetic, hypnotic, psychotic, pneumatic. HAH! You know the drill. For only the looniest of tunes could accompany the bonfire of the calamities, and who better to bring the noise than Edinburgh’s fiercest and finest, if most feckless of firestarters?