Münster, Freitagabend – 5 Grad, Nieselregen wie aus einem depressiven Roman von Heinrich Böll. Perfektes Setting für die Art von Wahnsinn, die nur eine anständige Punkshow entfachen kann….
The Basement Brats didn’t just walk onto the stage—they stormed it. *Fed Up* erupted like a shotgun blast, sending a final surge of energy through the already ravaged…
Zatopeks came out swinging, and the room erupted before Will DeNiro even finished the first line of *Kings of the Hotel Mile.* It wasn’t just music—it was a…
When Jagger Holly hit the stage at Puke-Fest, the room was already teetering on the edge of chaos. But this wasn’t just any Jagger Holly lineup—this was their…
By the time The Lemonaids took the stage, the Sputnikhalle Münster was a goddamn zoo. Four bands deep into the night, the crowd was a sweaty, beer-drenched mess…
By the time Kahuna Surfers took the stage, the Sputnikhalle Münster was a throbbing temple of chaos. Beer-stained floors, shredded nerves, and the smell of something burned out—but…
By the time Dave Strong took the stage, the Sputnikhalle Münster was a heaving mass of spilled beer, stomping boots, and people desperately clinging to the edges of…
The night was still young, but the Sputnikhalle Münster had already taken on the scent of chaos and anarchy. After the first salvo from DAMNIAM, the crowd was…
Es war wieder soweit, und der Wahnsinn hatte sich erneut über Münster gelegt: die 8te Ausgabe des Puke-Fest in der Sputnikhalle Münster. Ich war schon Stunden vorher dort,…
Hör zu, du hoffnungslose Schar von Alkoholikern und Grasrauchern, die sich nach dem Klang von Live-Musik sehnen, die deine Seelen und Sinne gleich einer heißen Nadel durch die…