By the time E:W:L stormed the stage, The Angry Irishmen was a tollhouse of the damned—packed wall to wall with manic bodies, beer-soaked degenerates howling like wolves under a blood moon. The booze was flowing like an unholy river, and the night had become something dangerous, something electric.
E:W:L—Even Without Live—two relentless souls hammering out raw, unapologetic punk straight from the heart of Iowa. No pretense, no bullshit. Just pure, high-voltage punk’n’roll. They weren’t just playing music; they were exorcising demons, whipping the crowd into a frothing, alcohol-fueled frenzy. Every riff was a defibrillator to the chest, every drumbeat a shotgun blast to the senses.
And the people—God, the people. Sweating, screaming, moving like a single beast caught in the throes of something holy and violent. Drinks were spilled, bodies collided, and still, E:W:L kept pushing harder, faster, louder.
These weren’t just musicians. They were Iowa’s punk-rock evangelists, the architects of the infamous Punk In The Corn LLC festival, the minds behind E:W:L INDIE Review Podcast. If you want to play in Iowa, these are the guys to contact. The festival also needs a bit of love from the community and you can show it here: https://www.gofundme.com/…/support-punk-in-the-corn…
It was a killer set from start to finish. The night was reaching terminal velocity, and there was no turning back…
