The Bronx, 2000trees Festival LIVE REVIEW: “Are we feeling dangerous?” Matt Caughthran delivers devilishly. He already knows the answer, to be honest, because just seconds before he posed the question, somebody had already climbed the pole in the middle of this packed Axiom, simply because the riffs being churned out compelled them to. That’s just what happens when The Bronx are in town, and following on from a beautiful Mariachi El Bronx soothing the soul earlier in the day, it’s clear there’s a lot of pent-up energy still there to be let off. The band’s brand of raucous, rallying punk rock is the sort of cement that holds this festival together, and the sheer number of people letting go of all inhibitions and putting their all in is a testament to how true that statement is. ‘Shitty Future’ is utter carnage, ‘History’s Stranglers’ is groove-riddled and ‘Curb Feelers’ is soulfully brash, but it is during a deafening ‘Knifeman’ that the root of what has allowed the band to stay at the...