The last time I saw Lambrini Girls I left the set with two torn tendons. Walking into Warsaw, I felt the same excitement and the same nervous energy. Thankfully, this time only my ears took a beating. From the moment they hit the stage, the Brighton punk duo had the room going. The pit never stopped moving, and Phoebe Lunny proved once again that she’s one of the best frontpeople in punk. She doesn’t just perform to the audience, she becomes part of it. Constantly in the crowd, she blurs the line between stage and floor, making everyone feel like they were in on the chaos.
The set saw the band ripping through favorites from their instantly iconic debut album Who Let the Dogs Out and beyond—including “Filthy Rich Nepo Baby,” “Mr. Lovebomb,” and “Help Me I’m Gay”—as they balance political commentary with riffs that never let up. Lambrini Girls don’t preach; they invite you into the conversation, then rip it with controlled chaos. Case in point, the show wound down with Lunny carrying a giant photo of Elon Musk into the crowd, encouraging fans to rip it apart. Within seconds, it was shredded into hundreds of pieces, floating through Warsaw like punk-rock confetti. It was defiant, and completely on brand. — Dutch Doscher
