Their motto is ‘People = Shit’. They are not averse to inhaling the fumes of a decomposing crow from a jar to spice up a live appearance. They sound like an accident in an abattoir. They are, of course, nineman circus-metal outfit Slipknot. But what you might not expect is that their ‘No. 3’ – a phallic-nosed psychopath who earns an honest crust suspended in mid-air on a flying drum kit – likes to unwind in the evening with a pile of chips and a grudge match on the baize. Dare you face Chris Fehn?

So you’re a fan of poker?