Tramhaus sound like a fire alarm set off in a gallery – blaring, urgent, oddly elegant. The Rotterdam five-piece have become a sort of live-wire export, dragging the postpunk canon through shoegaze haze and punkrock grit, then spitting it out somewhere between euphoria and collapse. Frontman Lukas hurls himself into the crowd as if trying to escape the song mid-note. It’s chaotic, yes, but studied – like they know exactly how much disarray you can survive. There’s no nostalgia here, no sepia-toned tribute to punk’s past. Tramhaus make music that feels like now: splintered, sharp, impatient. This weekend, Bangkok gets its turn. Wear boots, bring earplugs, maybe leave your feelings at home.
July 17. B600 via here. Blueprint Livehouse, 7.30pm onwards