Their self-proclaimed status as “Bible-bashing devil worshippers” might seem a somewhat confused stance, but when revelling with The Rev Schnider and The Band of Angels, it quickly becomes clear that this is no Christian rock band. Dog collar or not, this reverend is by no-means tubthumping for Jesus. With lyrics regaling tales of the genuine terror that is getting lost in rural Devon, they are a perfect fit for any Halloween soiree.
And indeed this would certainly be the place to find oneself lost in rural Devon at Halloween. The rustic, eccentric charm of the Culm Valley Inn, with its craft ales and local ciders providing the atmosphere and recipe for a perfect storm of wicked fun.
The entranced congregation moved their feet to the sermon; shins were dug. The frontman’s Jagger-esque stage gesticulations preached and reached out to a crowd all-to eager to please. This was Faux-country folk-rock at its finest.
A right laugh.