Our recent recommendations for Exchange
Marauding Norsemen Agabas charge into town wielding their self-coined ‘deathjazz’: a pummeling uptempo rawk engine with a thrash gallop, horn blasts strafing through the noise, and shredding throat growls atop a storm of riffs and rhythms. A cataclysmic ruin ritual FFO: Kvelertak, Imperial Triumphant, Slipknot, Converge.
AGABAS at Exchange.
Sell out warning! Nothing's scarier than this 9 hour / 19 band pit-blender of gruelling hxc and battered Halloween costumes. The Blowout punk pulse is always impeccable, with Perp Walk-adjacent powerviolence from Mental Pressure, Proprioception’s end-of-days crust, the unholy dungeon rot triptych of Cryptbreaker / Plague Pit / Mortal Filth + stacks more across 2 stages.
Blowout Halloween All Dayer at Exchange.
Halloween's just another name for deathcore pile-up, and Rotfest knows it! Taking over upstairs/downstairs @ Exchange for a wall-to-wall crushing ft. Lacerta's evil Slipnkot-indebted nu-metal, rising local metalcorers Kintona, and, scariest of all ... something called piratecore coming in from Plymouth. This a Baphomet beatdown ppl!
ROTFEST at Exchange.
They’re here, they’re queer, and they’re still furious; with nine years of raucous DIY protest punk under their belts there’s no excuse not to know and love Bristol’s own Menstrual Cramps. Blunt as fuck feminist anthems to batter a Nazi to FFO Dream Nails, Lambrini Girls, Panic Shack, PUSSYLIQUOR.
The Menstrual Cramps at Exchange.
Sell-out warning! Newcastle’s Geordie jazz trio have been absolutely cooking this past year, tearing through stages across the UK and Europe. Their latest album, co-produced by black midi’s Geordie Greep, is a gloriously wonky, punky spin on nu-jazz, part sonic fever dream, part aural memoir of the North. Insta cop if you dig Ezra Collective, Sons of Kemet, or Ishmael Ensemble.
Knats at Exchange.