|Date||Friday 16th October|
The three members of the Utrecht wrecking ball called Bongloard are a kind of the rodeo clowns of fuzz-drenched garage rock and squalid noise pop. The adrenaline rush and the applause reigns, even if you end up impaled by the horns of a bull. That’s what you do it for right? No pain, no game. Bongloard throws its weight around like a bunch of mad shoot wrestlers, stunt riders and trapeze workers. Playing with fireworks is prohibited nowadays, so leave it to a professional. Or, even better yet, leave it to Bongloard!