Live Reviews
"The evening continued with local favourites The Furious Sleep. Playing their own brand of punk-prog, led by the awesome guitar work of David Simpson, it was a high-octane set that rarely let the pace slip. The only band to feature vocals tonight, it didn’t count against them as the music drove hard through proceedings and meerily acted as another string to their bow. The yells and yelps of the lyrics barely audible, it didn’t count against them in this company."
The Line of Best Fit
Live at the Badge of Friendship Summer Festival
"The last time I saw The Furious Sleep they were all wearing dresses. Er..this was at a gig in Shoreditch and all I could remember about them, except the dresses, was that they rocked. They still rock now but seem to have expanded their sound and ideas massively- ambitious, sprawling, epic songs that must be about 10 minutes long (?). The 4 piece have their base in hardcore but then fly off all over the place, manic frontman Jake alternately screaming and singing over the tightly executed noise. The last song built up to an almost operatic crescendo with its repetitive riffs and urgent vocals. I was with them every step of the way. Another band for my collection."
The Mcdonalds and a gun plan fanzine.
"Edgy rock group The Furious sleep (who feature on Smalltown America's Public Broadcast) played music compounding punk and prog genres. It's impossible to tell how many songs they played, but it could have been anything between four and thirty four. They played angry sounds with their eyes closed, thus appearing both furious and asleep (see what I did there?!) which I found utterly hilarious at the time (I was drunk)."
La Dolly Vita.
"Next up were The Furious Sleep who, according to DiS, were described as Prog-Punk, and now I can see why. Reminding me of an early "At The Drive-In", there were plenty of solo's interspersed with strong, shouty vocals and a lead singer with energy to jump around, climb speaker racks and generally get excited! They were great, but I had a feeling that I was one of the few people who thought that, everyone else seemed to be either queuing for the bar or generally milling around. Shame."
Cambridge Blues Music Site.
"Trying to put these guys’ music into a nice neat description is also a hard task… but they are prog-rock-punk-mangled-new age-craziness. The reason for the crazy bit, is that their set drove me a bit crazy by constantly alternating the time signatures in one particular song, to the point of not knowing whether there was any structure to it at all, only to reach normality at the end. Their song, “Quilty”, is such a song, leaving my mind slightly confused as to how they could all remember this unconventional structure. TFS’s drummer, Matt, showed immense skill throughout the night, but amazed me most during the mind altering Quilty. Tofu Escape Clause was their ending song of the night, starting with the beautiful riff supplied by Dave (guitarist), joined by Tom on bass, along with matt, turning into a funky organ solo (Tom) carrying on to a heavier meatier version of the beginning riff. It is at least a good 3 minutes into the song when Jake’s very English strong singing starts. The song lasted a good 7-8mins long, blasting the ear drums of everyone by the end of their dramatic last song. The audience gave them the much deserved applause, showing that it wasn’t only me who liked the prog-rock-punk-mangled-new age-craziness they brought to confuse the senses. Two words: odd shirts"
Cambridge Bands Review Forum.
"Tonight The Furious Sleep were on fire, together and loving it, like scouts who've been caught smoking dope in the woods on camp. It's so good to see a band who are so ganglike, this is how rock should be, my gang versus your gang and my brother's bigger than yours and let's meet on the tennis courts after for a Crossroads-style rock-off (I'm not talking about Jane Asher here). These boys play longer and harder songs with more fiddly bits than your average rock 'n' roll bear, and with a truer fervour of passion too. They have studied their rock (I've seen their CVs) and united the brutality of punk with the bombast of prog.Yes! Together at last! The poles are reconciled. Bet old John Lydon is turning in his jungle bunk.

Dave is a phenomenal guitarist, surprising on the fret board. His fingers strutting and arrogant, his licks jump around corners, like little demons catapulting you from chimerical Cambridge idyll to Hammer Horror in a single flick of the wrist. Akin to Dr Who, it is the the cosiness of the scene being invaded by the unknown that is so unsettling and makes the songs so satisfying. Jake's vocals are raw and angry, he must need shitloads of cough medicine, but his falsetto in Headaches for Heartaches is pure and makes me grin with delight, I wish he'd use it more. He regales us with stories of a werewolf eating its boss, the theft of a tofu sandwich and of how, when they set of for Stoke, they could hear a buzzing noise. They searched for nigh on half an hour only to discover it was Jake's electric toothbrush. Here is a band who are loud and graceful, personable and rough: together they are wild stallions! ".
Robots and Electronic Brains.
"The Furious Sleep are one of those baffling bands who are so into doing their own thing that it has taken them far enough away from everyone else’s thing to be rather unfamiliar when it returns. There were times during their set when it sounded like they had given up performing anything quite so mundane as music and had instead decided to go straight for the mathematical formulas and equations that lie beneath. During others, they sounded like they were all playing their own parts slightly out of phase with each other, only to come briefly back into sync for a beautiful chorus or verse before slipping away again. And that’s the point, really. Whilst TFS’s technical ability and unconventional approach to songwriting are undoubtedly impressive, it was the more conventional bits that were the most enjoyable. Which does make you wonder. If they could mould that different approach into something that sounded less like maths, then the world would undoubtedly be theirs for the taking".
Gigs In Bury.
"It’s Tofu Escape Clause. Seven minutes long. Bliss. Drums hit harder than any since Keith Moon. Hypnotic. Tune, no tune, tune, noise. Yesssss. This is why I’m here. Complex and simple, it’s going to be labelled post-rock but it’s different and better because the singer isn’t buried in the mix, a last-minute short-straw addition. And Tofu is a song. A song written by a singer who knows this backing is the bulldog’s bollocks. A song teased out and remodelled and twisted and pushed and pulled and played over and over and over and tautened and stretched and soon to be a 20 minute epic and it’ll still be fucking brilliant. The only way they could have topped Tofu was to play Silence The Poet next. They did. I melted. "
Jimmy Possession,
Robots and Electronic Brains.
"TFS live are an urgent, unsettling proposition. The performance is gripping, and the sound original and hard hitting… try and see them live."
Repeat Fanzine.
"thankfully, local band The Furious Sleep opened, who were quite charming with their brand of wonky pub rock (and at least three songs about cocks). they were the perfect band to play first at a gig like this, it's just a shame six by seven didn't feel like finishing the job."
Ollie, the link master,
Diskant Network.
"They are a rock band à la AC/DC, à la Black Sabbath, à la The Spiders From Mars. They know how to have fun, how to throw TV's out of hotel windows, how to drink 40 vodkas and lime and survive, And they know how to hold a stage like a gang's den. Indie? Pah! Nu-metal? Crawl back under your rock! The Furious Sleep are the band to see; Rock And Roll is the life to live. And TFS are streets ahead of you".
Vince Swift,
posted on Repeat Message Board.