Dômesicle | Kap Bambino and Alix Fernz transform the Dome into sensory chaos

by Félicité Couëlle-Brunet

You’ve got to see it to believe it: after a career spanning over twenty years, Kap Bambino continue to unleash their raw, chaotic energy on stage, just as visceral as in their early days. Singer Caroline Martial literally embodies this fury. An inescapable ball of fire, she runs, jumps, screams and twists in all directions, absorbed body and soul in the violence of the music. This sound, a saturated and nervous synth-punk, leaves no respite. Each track is a raw adrenaline rush, constantly pushing the limits of physical endurance, both for the band and the audience.

The SAT Dome, usually a space for immersive contemplation, was transformed into a frenetic arena. It was the first time I’d seen mosh pits there. The crowd, galvanized by Kap Bambino’s visceral energy, literally seemed to want to explode. TIND’s visuals accompanied this madness with glitchy aesthetics and heavy, fragmented textures, as if the image exploded under the pressure of sound. Stroboscopes dazzled to the rhythm of saturated kicks, melting reality into total sensory chaos.

Alix Fernz’s opening act had already plunged the room into a sticky, almost suffocating tension. Her stage presence is magnetic, tinged with an abrasive noise punk darkness. Unlike the physical explosion of Kap Bambino, Alix Fernz exerts a more insidious hold. The sonic textures are heavy, distorted, built like a slow, seeping poisoning. Every beat, every scream seems to dissolve the barrier between performer and audience, until the whole room becomes one pulsating organic mass.

The transition between the two performances was brutal. Alix Fernz had left the crowd in a state of sickly hypnosis, then Kap Bambino arrived like a detonation. Where one saturated the space with tension, the other exploded with raw energy. The result: total immersion, a feeling of being physically sucked into each artist’s universe.

And that’s precisely what made this evening so unique. Kaminska’s visuals, more fluid and organic, tried as best they could to maintain a form of visual coherence in the face of sonic chaos. But Kap Bambino’s brute force systematically prevailed. It was like being run over by a train after slowly sinking into a sonic swamp. A head-on collision between two diametrically opposed but equally striking intensities.

The evening ended with DJ Raven, whose new wave and funk sounds brought us back down to earth with classics like Prince’s Kiss.

As we left the Dôme, there was a strange feeling of floating. As if what had just happened was a euphoric nightmare, a moment of total derealization. This evening was a brutal reminder of what live music can still provoke: a derangement of the senses, a loss of control, and that sweet violence that remains imprinted on the body long after the last note.

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