Finally, time for a proper sweaty punk rock show. And where better to host it than a former public toilet, in a place headliners Bob Vylan less-than-fondly dub the “armpit of England”? The evening’s proceedings begin with an endearing and energetic performance from local three-piece Bruise. Although the crowd is initially sparse and scattered, the Maidstone boys do a fantastic job making enough of a racket to draw punters in, and by the time they amble off stage, the audience is itching for more noise. Enter Manchester four-piece Witch Fever – a tour-de-force representing anger and empowerment. Vocalist Amy Walpole delivers an especially dominant performance as she refuses to be bound to the stage, freely marauding around the entirety of Tunbridge Wells Forum which, by this point, is...