Name: STAMFORD Guns N Roses Performed by LIES N DESTRUCTION
Start: 2025-10-25T10:00:00+11:00
Location: Stamford Inn Bistro

STAMFORD Guns N Roses Performed by LIES N DESTRUCTION

Let’s get one thing straight, Lies N' Destruction aren’t your average tribute act slapped together by weekend warriors squeezing into leather pants between school runs. No, this lot are possessed—hell-bent on dragging the unholy spirit of Guns N’ Roses, kicking, screaming, and swearing its way into the now. This is the real deal: raw, filthy, and louder than your neighbours will tolerate.
Welcome to the Where Do We Go Now? Tour, a national rampage through the heart of Australia, delivering the grit, grime, and glory of a time when rock 'n' roll still scared your parents and got banned from the telly.
This is Australia’s Guns N’ Roses Experience, and it doesn’t just sound like 1987, it bleeds like it. These reprobates have fine-tuned the sleaze-drenched gospel of Appetite for Destruction with the precision of sonic arsonists: vocals that shred, guitar solos like straight razors, and drums that stomp harder than a derailing night train. They don’t just play the songs—they resurrect the chaos, the danger, the raw, unfiltered mania that made GN’R the most dangerous rock band on Earth.
They’ve ravaged stages like a gang of wild dogs with burning amps, leaving only scorched speakers, sweat-slick floors, and the faint scent of something probably illegal. Every show detonates like a Molotov cocktail fuelled by Jack Daniel’s, bad decisions, and the kind of volume that makes everything else in life feel too quiet.
And the setlist? It’s not just the hits; it’s the whole bloody saga. From the snarling fury of It’s So Easy to the cinematic chaos of November Rain, from the gutters to the gods, Lies N' Destruction go all in.
So whether you're a die-hard still clinging to your faded '89 tour tee, or a new blood chasing the danger TikTok forgot to tell you about, this is your chance. This is your moment.
Where do we go now?
Board the Nightrain to Paradise City.
Pack your rattle snake suitcase, light up a Marlboro, and Get in the Ring. Mr Brownstone’s still got some scores to settle Mf’rs.