Meet Les Fils du Diable — three guitar-wielding, beer-raising bawlers from the nether-regions of folk-rock. Legend says they’re descended from that one extra mischievous cherub kicked out of heaven (or maybe it was a devil, nobody’s quite sure).

When they’re not composing odes like «À la bière comme à la guerre», they’re busy plotting world domination — or at least dominating the next stage we put them on. Their musical mission: convert the unsuspecting into foot-stompers and beer-lifters.

Bonus fact: they once tried to summon a crowd with sheer swagger alone — rumor has it the devil himself RSVP’d. Don’t be surprised if you hear a fiddle screech, a guitar howl, and three harmonies that might convince you to sell your soul… for a CD.