Designer Magazine is a whole 8 years old. Did good unsigned nights exist 8 years ago? Who cares, tonight shows that they do now.

To celebrate, the night opened up with a special set from That Bloke Who's In Corrie, Rupert Hill, but far from being just another soapstar turned singer Hill is a revelation. Performing a rare acoustic set he is a hidden talent, fingers crossed it won’t be long until he makes a permanent move over to music.

The acoustic niceties were quickly over and replaced with gig virgins The Drake Equation. If bands who are gigging regularly were as good as these debutants then the unsigned scene would be a much better place. Despite being static onstage, no doubt through nerves, this is a band which has songs that speak volumes. Many a catchy chorus, verses packed with riffs, and enough twists and turns in their songs to keep even the most passive listener interested. The Drake Equation are very clever without being obvious, with interesting drum beats and bass lines that take a prominent place at the front of the songs, topped with high FX guitar akin to Bloc Party, this band shows how good music should be done.

Following on from The Drake Equation, indie punk pop trio Harrington struggle to make impact with the crowd. The band’s set is Arctic Monkey's by numbers; up-tempo and catchy pop songs in the same vein, however unlike their peers, it comes across as if they are trying just that little bit too hard. It is clear though that there is potential, with some fantastic intros, fascinating rhyming couplets and ‘dance til you drop’ guitar riffs. The set has a repetitive formula and there is nothing new here, but that's not to say Harrington can't still be a good, and one day, even a great band.

Mr. Fang have no drummer, and between the three of them use bass, guitar, synth, vox, and an FX box to make a lot of noise. Listen, and listen carefully: GO AND SEE THIS BAND. Despite being plagued with horrendous sound problems, seeing their backing tracks go from silent to ear drum blowing, the band manage to give a simply incredible performance, at every single point looking like they are having the time of their lives. They never stop moving, jumping all over the place, and at one point wrestling with each other until they end up on the floor screaming into the microphone. On top of this, the music is simply epic, and sounds like nothing on the market, coming in somewhere between grindie “Hadouken!” and rockers “Reuben”. Every person at the gig during this set watches intensely and can’t take their eyes off the stage. It is a question of when, not if, this band get signed.

Headlining tonight are King Henry, another 3 piece, but on a completely different vein. Up-tempo songs which stick in your head, this band make a lot of noise for 3 people. Soundwise, they are a top-notch modern rock act, with drums and bass reminiscent of Muse topped with guitar hooks a plenty. The band show signs of quality and have a decent stage presence topping off a great all round night.