Der Vorplatz der Sputnikhalle Münster beim Hawerkamp Münster Festival roch nach billigem Bier, verkohltem Maiskolben und der Art von Freiheit, die man nur findet, wenn man sich den…
Drinnen in der Sputnikhalle Münster: The Slackers aus New York. Urgesteine des Ska. Ihre Musik schnalzte durch die Luft wie ein klatschnasser Waschlappen voll Nostalgie. Trompeten heulten, Orgeln…
After the sweet-and-sweaty baptism by MACSAT, the air in the Sputnikhalle Münster at the Hawerkamp Münster had turned into something dense and unstable, like a mixture of nicotine,…
MÜNSTER – Es war eine dieser Abende, in denen die Realität wie nasses Zeitungspapier an der Stirn klebt und du dich fragst, ob der ganze Scheiß überhaupt wirklich…
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…