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On 'big guitar' and 'crowd advice' is the inimitable THE BOY who wears tattered golfing pants and has a gigantic bum-shaped chin.

'Close behind him' on drums is the notorious BARRYTRON who is obsessed with the music of 1986 and has a crippling fear of baldness and prison.

"I’ll Eat Your Face are anything but a rational band, and more a primal force of nature"
(www.metalireland.com)

"...how these boys slipped below the radar for so long is beyond me, although plenty of others here tonight seem well aware of them. Jamming an obscene amount of songs into as short a space as possible might be nothing new, but they manage it with such precision and a wicked sense of humour. More!"
(www.blistering.com)

"...they could certainly never be described as boring. Except perhaps in the drilling sense - puncturing the underground scene like the Large Hard-on Collider."
(www.drop-d.ie)

"They are a phenomenon but hard to describe. You'd kind of have to be there, you'd kind of have to know where they are coming from......You just got to love 'em and people do!"
(www.freakscene.com)

We are playing parties and if you want to book us, contact us through this page. Or conduct a seance. Whatever.

Buy merch here: http://illeatyourface.bigcartel.com/

Official Blurb:
Most of our songs deal with our supremely retarded existence: people who we know or have met, things we have eaten or tried to eat, or indeed bills that we have incurred or things we have fallen into or on top of. Most frequently though, our lyrics deal with a futuristic dystopia solely inhabited by partially-robotic, partially zombified evil fat women in a cold, uninhabitable laser-coloured comic-book hell. These robo-zombie-fatties are genetically fatter and robotically more annoying than ever before (plus they're undead, remember). This creates (in our minds anyway) a powerful sense of dread. It is an edgy and modern take on the entertaining and always-popular subject of annoying fat women. It is worth noting that the women in these futuristic post-apocalyptic nightmare scenarios are very VERY fat indeed.