Lambrini Girls didn’t just play XOYO Birmingham, they detonated it. The Brighton punk trio have built a reputation for turning every room into a riot of queer joy, fury, and razor-sharp wit, and last night they delivered one of their most explosive shows yet.
Frontwoman Phoebe Lunny was pure chaos in the best possible way, snarling vocals, blistering guitar work, and total command of the room. She spent nearly as much time in the crowd as she did onstage: throwing herself into mosh pits, crowd-surfing across a sea of hands, and dragging the audience into the performance whether they were ready or not. At one point she waded into the centre of the floor, circled by fans, before launching the next verse like she was leading a punk revival meeting. Every movement of hers dictated the energy of the room and the crowd followed without hesitation.
On bass, Selin Macieira-Boşgelmez was unstoppable, a whirlwind of movement, attitude, and grit. Her basslines powered the room, thick and snarling, shaking XOYO’s walls and driving every track forward. She stalked the stage with a grin, leaning into the front row, locking eyes with fans, and matching Phoebe’s intensity note for note.
The setlist hit like an assault, loud, fast, and unrelenting. They opened with Bad Apple, erupting into Company Culture and Help Me I’m Gay, immediately turning the crowd into a swirling mass of movement. God’s Country landed with heavy, cathartic force before Mr Lovebomb and You’re Not From Around Here ramped the mayhem up even further.
Mid-set anthems Lads Lads Lads, Filthy Rich Nepo Baby, and Love kept the room bouncing, while Special Different and Boys In The Band sparked some of the most energetic pits of the night. No Homo had the audience yelling back every word, and Craig David tipped the atmosphere from wild to completely unhinged.
They closed the main set with Cuntology 101, delivered with venom, humour, and absolute precision, a full-throttle statement of everything Lambrini Girls stand for.
The encore, of course, had to be Big Dick Energy. Phoebe hurled herself into the crowd one last time, lifted high above a pit that was sweaty, chaotic, and blissfully alive. Every voice in the room screamed the chorus like an anthem. By the end of the night, XOYO was left buzzing, bodies exhausted, voices shot, spirits on fire.
Lambrini Girls didn’t just perform. They took over the venue, reshaped it in their image, and turned Birmingham into a riot of sound, solidarity, and unapologetic punk brilliance. A triumphant, chaotic, unforgettable night.
Live review & photography of Lambrini Girls at XOYO on 22nd November 2025 by Nick Allan.


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