Powerhouse are a five piece ceilidh band from Sheffield consisting of melodeon, flute, electric guitar, bass and drums. Formed in 2017, they have firmly established themselves on the Sheffield ceilidh circuit and further afield with well-received performances at Holmfirth Festival of Folk, IVFDF 2022 and 2025, Whitby Folk Week, Towersey Festival, Bromyard Festival and Broadstairs Folk Week under their belts. Brought together by a mutual love of rock, beer, general geekiness and ceilidh, they combine traditional tunes with rock riffage, heavy metal and pop culture to tempt even the most determined non-dancer.
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Dr. Robobnik
Our tune arranging wizard and box player, Dr Robobnik is also a dab hand at the drums and guitar but prefers the challenge of a hard to mic up instrument. When not playing music he can be found watching England lose at rugby or blowing up machines in his lab.
Judge Shredd
Judge Shredd, known locally as “Grand High Duke of the Wailing Guitar Solo” is a relative newcomer to folk, having recently faced his fears of people in socks and sandals and coming out (mostly) unscathed. Rumour has it he was not born but created in a secret lair by members of Emperor, Nile and Opeth to unleash mighty riffs, shreds and chugs upon the world! (This is actually untrue, he’s from Stockport.)


The Jenerator
Peeking out from behind her cymbals, The Jenerator provides a solid backbone to the chaotic, flailing limbs that make up the rest of the band. When not commanding the rhythm section she can be found drinking whisky, listening to satanic metal or dancing around with a painted face hitting people with sticks.
Robin of Rocksley
Sir Robin of Rocksley – The Duke of Dank, the Baron of Bass, the Prince of Precision (by Fender) – was knighted for “services to the epic bass slide”. He gained an immediate affinity for the bass guitar on the grounds that it, like he, is a long, thin thing. He carries a gig bag that contains a portal to another world, entirely made of XLR cables.


Triumphant C
C holds the (completely real and official) title of “Tallest Flautist in the World”, having wrestled it off Ian Anderson in a no-holds-barred death match. She can usually be found lurking in pools of ice-cold water, rising from the depths like a siren to beguile passers-by with a quick blast of Jenny’s Chickens.
