ROLANDO BRUNO Straight from Melmac back to Horst- the king of cumbia trash is coming to town!
Get ready for a wild night of psychedelic cumbia and unstoppable dancefloor-ernergy- You better be prepared to move! Don`t miss out and join us for a night of pure, unfiltered tropical mayhem!
Flyer by Sandra Fluck

Hot Couture Die Duftakkorde die von Hot Couture in guitar hero mässiger Präzession abgegeben werden, treffen dich wie das Parfüme per se. Voll geladen mit kalter, trauriger Emotion zwingt dich der Sound zu Boden, gibt dir jedoch ein utopisch aufbrechrerisches Gefühl dabei. Bezaubernd!
The scent chords delivered by Hot Couture with guitar hero-like precession hit you like thee perfume per se. Charged with cold, sad emotion, the sound forces you to the ground, while giving you an utopian, adventourus feeling at the same time. Enchanting!
Robbie Thunder one man power pop egg-trash from Australia 🦘 🦘 🦘

EGGY from Melbourne: A cinematic soundtrack that traverses musical eras from 50s piano bars to 00s indie, borrowing from 60s soundtracks, 70s prog, and 90s festival stages along the way. Transitioning between songs like scenes in a movie.
In the shadows of the Los Angeles bustling music scene, MONDE UFO create a trance-like fusion of psychedelia and avant jazz, mantra-like evocations, brash moody ambience and passages reminiscent of long-lost library music.

DUMMY is a rock band from Los Angeles comprised of Alex Ewell, Emma Maatman, Nathan O’Dell, and Joe Trainor. Their debut full-length “Mandatory Enjoyment” (Trouble in Mind) arrived in late 2021, becoming one of the year’s sleeper hits and garnering praise from Pitchfork, Stereogum, and more. Coming out of lockdown, the band spent two years touring in support of the record, and it is this transformational experience that pulses through “Free Energy”, the exhilarating follow-up to “Mandatory Enjoyment”. A creatively restless band, Dummy (Ewell: drums, synths, bass; Maatman: vocals, synths, organ; O'Dell: vocals, guitar, organ; Trainor: guitar, bass, synths) wanted to get harder, dancier, more psychedelic for their next record. This meant applying explorative potentials of electronic textures to the elemental qualities of rock i.e. more vocal loops, sampling, more crazy rhythms, and playful synths - but make those samples of Trainor’s guitar, let Maatman sing bolder, experiment with using cold mechanical elements in warm and sparkly ways, and lean harder into traditional-yet-still-awesome forms of rock guitar experimentation like feedbackThe result is a record that celebrates music’s ability to move the body, whether that be through a teeth-rattling wall of MBV-esque noise, a sticky pop chorus, or a joyous drum machine—or, if you’re Dummy, maybe all of them in the same song.
good life service delivers mental wellness with questionable musical decisions. That same synth reoccurs throughout the songs like the flu you get every damn winter, harmless melodies repeat like your favorite „the clean“ vinyl stuck in loop. Blanket your mind with a dilettante, simple approach to pop music. G.L.S!

Drei Mal Hardcore Punk in die Fresse, der Horst wird zur Pogotown. Alle drei Bands entstammen dem amerikanischen Kontinent und überquerten den Atlantik um uns persönlich die Ohren wegzupusten. Destiny Bond aus Denver sind auf Tour mit Big Laugh aus Milwaukee. Destiny Bond dabei geil klassisch raw mit female vocals, Big Laugh kommen etwas noisier daher. Lach doch, wenn du noch Luft kriegst.
Lasso aus Brasilien catchen dich und pürieren dir freundlich die Gehirnmasse und du tanzt währenddessen deine Beine zu Brei. Perfect Match.
Dont be an asshole und gebt aufeinander Acht. Im Horst wird keinerlei übergriffiges oder diskriminierendes Verhalten geduldet.

This is going to be a HOT SUMMER NIGHT!!
Alien Nosejob from VIC/Australia! - no explanation necessary - just check them out on
S.G.A.T.V. Our local heroes back at home!
Manduria One man band (our friends from Five Bucks!)

The Snares Garage psych-punk from Sacramento just like Thee oh sees... bringin’ enough fuzz to blow the Alps off the map. If you see a van full of sweaty goblins screaming about pedals and the void, that’s them. Come say hi.