E-Only Festival No. 14
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E-Only Festival No. 14 – A Celebration of Dark Sounds and Electrifying Energy
I attended the festival for the first time last year and was absolutely delighted—this year did not disappoint either. With a stellar lineup, an enthusiastic audience, and a fantastic venue, E-Only Festival No. 14 once again proved to be a highlight for dark electronic music lovers. Even as spring begins to paint the world in vibrant colors, Leipzig was ruled by the dark this weekend, a haven for those drawn to the deeper, more intense side of electronic sound.
The festival offered an impeccable selection of artists, each bringing their own vision to the stage, from pulsating darkwave to raw EBM and experimental electronics. With no overlapping sets, every performance had its moment to fully captivate the audience, turning the event into more than just a series of concerts—it became a shared experience, a gathering of passionate fans who live and breathe this music. The energy, the atmosphere, and the sheer musical quality made this weekend an unforgettable journey through rhythm and emotion.
I attended the festival for the first time last year and was absolutely delighted—this year did not disappoint either. With a stellar lineup, an enthusiastic audience, and a fantastic venue, E-Only Festival No. 14 once again proved to be a highlight for dark electronic music lovers. Even as spring begins to paint the world in vibrant colors, Leipzig was ruled by the dark this weekend, a haven for those drawn to the deeper, more intense side of electronic sound.
The festival offered an impeccable selection of artists, each bringing their own vision to the stage, from pulsating darkwave to raw EBM and experimental electronics. With no overlapping sets, every performance had its moment to fully captivate the audience, turning the event into more than just a series of concerts—it became a shared experience, a gathering of passionate fans who live and breathe this music. The energy, the atmosphere, and the sheer musical quality made this weekend an unforgettable journey through rhythm and emotion.
Day 1 Warm-Up Party
El Deux
A name synonymous with the early days of Swiss minimal synth, El Deux brought a performance that felt like a time capsule fused with contemporary nostalgia. Stripped-down synth melodies, warm analog tones, and a vocal delivery steeped in melancholic charm made this set a gentle yet compelling way to open the festival.
Sydney Valette
Sydney Valette broke through the haze of nostalgia with a sharper, more modern approach. A seamless blend of coldwave, synthpunk, and driving electro, his set had a raw, rebellious energy. Each track pulsed with urgency, laced with his signature vocal delivery—sometimes melodic, sometimes almost shouted, always emotionally charged.
Potochkine
Potochkine delivered one of the most intoxicating and physically charged performances of the night. Their unique mix of theatrical electro, pounding EBM, and a touch of surrealism turned their set into something almost ritualistic. Fluctuating between hypnotic grooves and explosive bursts of sound, their music was both haunting and invigorating, making it impossible to look away. There are bands that play music, and then there are bands that are music—bodies in motion, sound turned kinetic, electricity made flesh. Potochkine belongs to the latter. Their performance is not merely a setlist executed with precision but a combustion of raw energy, a force that exists somewhere between dance and riot, ritual and rebellion.
It is nearly impossible to isolate what makes their presence so intoxicating. Is it the sheer momentum of their pulsating beats, their music crafted not just to be heard but to be felt? Is it Pauline’s hypnotic, sharp-edged vocals, carving through the air with that unmistakable weight of the French language—both biting and seductive? Or is it simply the uncontainable dynamism between the two of them, a synergy that crackles like fire meeting wind?
They do not perform together; they move together—twin stars in chaotic orbit, sparks flying between them, always just on the edge of combustion. Catching them in stillness would be like trapping lightning in a jar. Their energy doesn’t just radiate outward; it infects, possesses, spreads like a fever. It is movement that compels movement—impossible to stand still, impossible not to be swept into their storm. Pauline’s leap into the crowd was not a moment of staged spectacle but an extension of the night’s natural law—barriers collapsing, stage and audience dissolving into a single pulsing entity. This is what Potochkine does best: they erase the distance between artist and listener, between control and abandon. They do not hold anything back, and in return, they demand the same surrender.
This was more than a concert. It was velocity, it was impact, it was pure kinetic beauty distilled into sound. Potochkine does not ask for your attention. They take it, they pull you in, and by the time the last note fades, they leave you breathless, alive, and wanting more.
Psyche
A band that needs no introduction, Psyche remain one of the defining acts of dark electronic music, and their performance proved why. Darrin Huss’ unmistakable voice, soaring over eerie synth textures and rhythmic pulses, created a set that was as emotional as it was powerful. A journey through their discography, it was a masterclass in synthpop melancholy wrapped in a hypnotic, danceable pulse.
Black Nail Cabaret
Black Nail Cabaret concerts are never just performances—they are spectacles, a carefully crafted acts of storytelling where music, words, and light converge into a hypnotic alchemy. It is a monologue that becomes a dialogue, a statement whispered and then roared, a ritual of vulnerability and strength, pulsating with raw emotion and unwavering precision. At the heart of this spectacle is Emese, a force of nature who does not merely sing—she inhabits each lyric, embodying its tension, its mystery, its heartbeat. Her presence is a paradox: a storm contained within stillness, a whisper that carries more weight than a scream. She crafts her narrative with expressive, almost cinematic precision—each glance, each movement, a deliberate stroke in a performance that feels both meticulously orchestrated and dangerously alive. Restraint is the secret weapon here. Every element—be it a carefully placed gesture, a flicker of light, or a shadow cast at just the right moment—is sharpened to intensity, amplifying rather than distracting. Makeup becomes a mask, yet never a disguise. Costumes are statements, yet never a distraction. The theatricality is subtle yet powerful, serving as a frame rather than a veil. The music remains the nucleus, pulsing at the core, drawing everything toward its gravity.
And what a gravity it is. Black Nail Cabaret’s sonic world is a labyrinth of neon-lit melancholia, pulsating with darkwave sensuality and electronic sophistication. Their set in Leipzig confirmed the band’s exquisite form—songs unfolding like intimate confessions, delicate yet defiant, imbued with an emotional resonance that lingers long after the final note has faded.
This was not just a concert; it was an invocation. A communion of artist and audience. A shared breath between silence and sound. Black Nail Cabaret does not demand attention; they command it with an elegance that is all their own. And Leipzig, on this night, stood witness to their spellbinding theatre of music and meaning.
DJ Daniel Myer & Sash
Closing out the night with a high-energy afterparty, Daniel Myer and Sash ensured that no one left without having danced through the final hours. A carefully curated blend of dark electronic beats made for a perfect transition into the festival’s heavier second day.
A name synonymous with the early days of Swiss minimal synth, El Deux brought a performance that felt like a time capsule fused with contemporary nostalgia. Stripped-down synth melodies, warm analog tones, and a vocal delivery steeped in melancholic charm made this set a gentle yet compelling way to open the festival.
Sydney Valette
Sydney Valette broke through the haze of nostalgia with a sharper, more modern approach. A seamless blend of coldwave, synthpunk, and driving electro, his set had a raw, rebellious energy. Each track pulsed with urgency, laced with his signature vocal delivery—sometimes melodic, sometimes almost shouted, always emotionally charged.
Potochkine
Potochkine delivered one of the most intoxicating and physically charged performances of the night. Their unique mix of theatrical electro, pounding EBM, and a touch of surrealism turned their set into something almost ritualistic. Fluctuating between hypnotic grooves and explosive bursts of sound, their music was both haunting and invigorating, making it impossible to look away. There are bands that play music, and then there are bands that are music—bodies in motion, sound turned kinetic, electricity made flesh. Potochkine belongs to the latter. Their performance is not merely a setlist executed with precision but a combustion of raw energy, a force that exists somewhere between dance and riot, ritual and rebellion.
It is nearly impossible to isolate what makes their presence so intoxicating. Is it the sheer momentum of their pulsating beats, their music crafted not just to be heard but to be felt? Is it Pauline’s hypnotic, sharp-edged vocals, carving through the air with that unmistakable weight of the French language—both biting and seductive? Or is it simply the uncontainable dynamism between the two of them, a synergy that crackles like fire meeting wind?
They do not perform together; they move together—twin stars in chaotic orbit, sparks flying between them, always just on the edge of combustion. Catching them in stillness would be like trapping lightning in a jar. Their energy doesn’t just radiate outward; it infects, possesses, spreads like a fever. It is movement that compels movement—impossible to stand still, impossible not to be swept into their storm. Pauline’s leap into the crowd was not a moment of staged spectacle but an extension of the night’s natural law—barriers collapsing, stage and audience dissolving into a single pulsing entity. This is what Potochkine does best: they erase the distance between artist and listener, between control and abandon. They do not hold anything back, and in return, they demand the same surrender.
This was more than a concert. It was velocity, it was impact, it was pure kinetic beauty distilled into sound. Potochkine does not ask for your attention. They take it, they pull you in, and by the time the last note fades, they leave you breathless, alive, and wanting more.
Psyche
A band that needs no introduction, Psyche remain one of the defining acts of dark electronic music, and their performance proved why. Darrin Huss’ unmistakable voice, soaring over eerie synth textures and rhythmic pulses, created a set that was as emotional as it was powerful. A journey through their discography, it was a masterclass in synthpop melancholy wrapped in a hypnotic, danceable pulse.
Black Nail Cabaret
Black Nail Cabaret concerts are never just performances—they are spectacles, a carefully crafted acts of storytelling where music, words, and light converge into a hypnotic alchemy. It is a monologue that becomes a dialogue, a statement whispered and then roared, a ritual of vulnerability and strength, pulsating with raw emotion and unwavering precision. At the heart of this spectacle is Emese, a force of nature who does not merely sing—she inhabits each lyric, embodying its tension, its mystery, its heartbeat. Her presence is a paradox: a storm contained within stillness, a whisper that carries more weight than a scream. She crafts her narrative with expressive, almost cinematic precision—each glance, each movement, a deliberate stroke in a performance that feels both meticulously orchestrated and dangerously alive. Restraint is the secret weapon here. Every element—be it a carefully placed gesture, a flicker of light, or a shadow cast at just the right moment—is sharpened to intensity, amplifying rather than distracting. Makeup becomes a mask, yet never a disguise. Costumes are statements, yet never a distraction. The theatricality is subtle yet powerful, serving as a frame rather than a veil. The music remains the nucleus, pulsing at the core, drawing everything toward its gravity.
And what a gravity it is. Black Nail Cabaret’s sonic world is a labyrinth of neon-lit melancholia, pulsating with darkwave sensuality and electronic sophistication. Their set in Leipzig confirmed the band’s exquisite form—songs unfolding like intimate confessions, delicate yet defiant, imbued with an emotional resonance that lingers long after the final note has faded.
This was not just a concert; it was an invocation. A communion of artist and audience. A shared breath between silence and sound. Black Nail Cabaret does not demand attention; they command it with an elegance that is all their own. And Leipzig, on this night, stood witness to their spellbinding theatre of music and meaning.
DJ Daniel Myer & Sash
Closing out the night with a high-energy afterparty, Daniel Myer and Sash ensured that no one left without having danced through the final hours. A carefully curated blend of dark electronic beats made for a perfect transition into the festival’s heavier second day.
Festival Day 2
Main Stage
Vogon Poetry
With a name that nods to The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, Vogon Poetry delivered a synthpop-infused set that sparkled with melody and emotion. I first became curious about Vogon Poetry because they were bold enough to cover IAMX—a choice that speaks volumes about their artistic confidence and ambition. Taking on such an intricate and emotionally charged artist is no small feat, so naturally, I wanted to see if they could bring the same level of intensity, depth, and sonic richness to their live show.
And they did. They delivered a lovable, immersive performance—one that was not only sonically engaging but also deeply heartfelt. From the moment they stepped on stage, their genuine enthusiasm and passion for their music was palpable, creating a connection that resonated throughout the venue. This isn’t just a band playing songs; they are fully immersed in their art, and it shows in every note, every movement, every expression.
Vogon Poetry’s performance was filled with energy, sincerity, and a contagious joy for performing. Their set had a great balance of melodic synth-driven moments and pulsating beats, making it impossible not to be drawn in. Their engagement with the audience was effortless, pulling everyone into their world—one that blends playfulness, depth, and a love for synthpop storytelling. Watching them live, it’s clear that this is a band that cares deeply about what they create. There’s no pretense, no calculated detachment—just pure, unfiltered devotion to their craft, and that kind of authenticity is rare and refreshing. I came for the band that dared to cover IAMX, but I stayed for the undeniable charm, artistry, and energy that Vogon Poetry brought to the stage.
Accessory
Accessory delivered a high-energy, pulse-pounding show in Leipzig, blending their signature hard-hitting beats with an electrifying stage presence. The duo's sound was sharp, relentless, and immersive, capturing the essence of their distinct fusion of EBM and industrial electronics. But what truly elevated the performance was the visual spectacle—a dynamic show enriched by the presence of two mesmerizing dancers whose movements perfectly synchronized with the pulsating rhythms, amplifying the music’s raw intensity.
The interaction between the band and the dancers added an entirely new dimension to the experience. Their choreography wasn’t just an accompaniment—it was an integral part of the performance, reflecting the power, aggression, and precision of Accessory’s sound.Each track felt like a sonic assault, pushing the audience further into a state of pure energy and movement.The band commanded the stage with confidence and charisma, seamlessly engaging the crowd, feeding off the audience’s energy, and giving it back tenfold. The performance wasn’t just about the music—it was about the atmosphere, the visuals, and the sheer force of the moment.
Rotersand
I've loved Rotersand since the release of Exterminate Annihilate Destroy, and every time I hear their beats, my feet instinctively move to the rhythm. Leipzig was no exception. The entire Altes Stadtbad pulsed in unison, bodies swaying, moving as one with the driving force of their sound. It wasn’t just music; it was a kinetic current, a surge of energy that swept through the venue like an unstoppable wave.
Rasc and Krischan delivered a performance that will stay with me for a long time. Their set was an explosion of sound, rhythm, and raw emotion, perfectly crafted to ignite the audience. Track after track, the synergy between the stage and the crowd intensified—energy ricocheted back and forth, amplifying with each beat, each chorus. It was as if the air itself was charged, sparks flying, an almost tangible current of excitement buzzing between the performers and the audience.
The duo’s presence was magnetic, their interaction with the crowd effortless and deeply engaging. It wasn’t just about playing music—it was about sharing it, exchanging it, fueling and being fueled in return. The performance transcended the usual concert experience; it became something primal, euphoric, and utterly immersive. Endorphins ran high, the music hit like a pulse through the veins, and by the end, there was no doubt—this was Rotersand at their finest. A night of pure, unfiltered energy, and an unforgettable display of why they remain one of the most electrifying acts in the scene. Bravo.
In Strict Confidence
Dark, cinematic, and emotionally charged—In Strict Confidence have always been masters of blending haunting visuals with a commanding stage presence, and their performance at E-Only Festival No. 14 was no exception. This time, the band took the audience on a journey back in time with a special old-school set, bringing the raw intensity and atmosphere of their earlier works to life.The setlist was carefully curated to showcase the band’s signature fusion of dark electronic soundscapes, pulsating beats, and dramatic melodies, evoking both nostalgia and renewed admiration. The interplay of moody lighting, evocative visuals, and Dennis Ostermann’s unmistakable voice created an immersive world that felt both intimate and grand. What made the show particularly powerful was the way In Strict Confidence balanced heaviness with melody, a ggression with elegance. Each track hit with precision—whether through deep, throbbing basslines or sweeping, cinematic synth arrangements. The performance was not just a nod to their past but a reminder of their lasting impact on the dark electronic scene. For longtime fans, this was a rare opportunity to experience the essence of In Strict Confidence as they once were; for newer listeners, it was a captivating introduction to the band’s enduring magic.
Aesthetic Perfection
The Aesthetic Perfection concert in Leipzig marked the first stop of Daniel Graves' Oldschool Set tour—dedicated exclusively to music released before 2011. It’s a bold move, one that naturally sparks debate among fans. Some argue that the earlier work had a rawer, more defined edge, while others believe the later material showcases Graves’ evolution as an artist. It’s an age-old dilemma in music—stick to a formula and maintain a steady fanbase, or take risks, experiment, and potentially lose some followers while gaining new ones. One thing is undeniable: Graves has never been afraid to evolve, to challenge his audience, and to play with expectations.What makes Aesthetic Perfection so compelling isn’t just the music itself—it’s the sheer force of performance, the unfiltered energy Graves brings to the s tage. His presence is a mix of aggression, passion, and theatricality, embodying the same intensity that pulses through his songs. His music, much like a superheated star, burns with ferocity—expressive, emotionally charged, and deeply personal.
Whether one prefers the earlier or later phases of Aesthetic Perfection is up for debate, but what remains unchanged is Graves’ ability to command a stage. This set proved that when an artist reaches a certain level of mastery, they deliver—unless they truly go out of their way to fail. And in this case, failure was nowhere in sight. The performance was electrifying, seamlessly blending nostalgia with the raw energy that has defined Aesthetic Perfection from the beginning. An excellent show, through and through.
De/Vision
Closing the main stage, De/Vision delivered a set that reminded everyone why they are one of the defining acts in synthpop. Timeless, emotionally rich, and sonically lush, their performance was a beautiful, soaring contrast to the festival’s harsher moments.
Second Stage
frequen-C / TC75
TC75 and Frequen-C delivered an intense, hypnotic sonic experience in Leipzig, one that blurred the lines between industrial, experimental electronics, and raw emotional expression. Tino Claus is a creative force spread across multiple projects—Amnistia, TC75, ner.ogris, and his vocal work with Spherical Disrupted, to name just a few. His versatility allows him to navigate different realms of electronic and industrial music, from the structured pulse of dark electro to the unfiltered aggression of harsher sounds. In this collaboration with Frequen-C, it was the latter that took center stage—a visceral, uncompromising dive into heavy industrial landscapes. The was an audiovisual confrontation, the clash between sound and visuals that was razor-sharp, enhancing the sheer intensity of the music. Pulsing beats merged with distorted textures, while deep, abrasive layers created an atmosphere that was equal parts hypnotic and unsettling. Claus’s delivery was commanding, his presence reinforcing the urgency of the set. The music was dense, layered, and emotionally charged, pushing beyond the confines of traditional EBM or dark electro into something more primal, more confrontational. Frequen-C's contributions further elevated the performance, injecting unpredictable elements that blurred the boundaries between structure and chaos. There was a sense of controlled disorder—patterns emerging only to be deconstructed, rhythms locking in before dissolving into something harsher and more fragmented. This wasn’t designed for passive listening; it was meant to be felt, experienced in full-body immersion.
It was a performance that demanded engagement—not just physically, but intellectually and emotionally. The balance of aggression and atmosphere, of precision and rawness, made for a set that lingered long after the last sound faded. In an era where industrial music can sometimes feel formulaic, TC75 and Frequen-C proved that there’s still space for unpredictability, intensity, and genuine emotional weight
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AD:keY
The first time I saw Ad:Key was back in 2019 at Schattenwelt Festival in Vienna, and even then, their sheer energy and stage presence left a lasting impression. The core of the band, René and Andrea Nowotny, share an undeniable chemistry on stage, making their performance not just a concert but an electrifying experience. Andrea, in particular, has always reminded me of a blazing flame, radiating grace, charm, and sheer power, captivating the audience with every move.
Musically, Ad:Key delivers exactly what I love—high-energy, club-driven beats, pulsing rhythms, and catchy melodies that make you want to dance. Their sound is unapologetically bold, dynamic, and invigorating, making every track feel like a call to movement. I love dancing to their music, getting lost in their beats, and vibing to their infectious energy, but what makes it even more special is seeing them connect on stage. Their interaction, shared glances, and synchronized energy add an extra layer of emotion and authenticity to the show. This time in Leipzig, they were joined by Franzi, whose presence brought even more depth and impact to their set. Her synergy with Andrea created a captivating dynamic—two powerful forces lighting up the stage, while René anchored the performance behind the keys, ensuring the precision and drive that make Ad:Key's music so compelling. Watching them perform was pure joy—a show filled with unstoppable energy, boundless movement, and an atmosphere so infectious that the entire room was swept up in their momentum. Ad:Key never disappoints, and this night was no exception—powerful, immersive, and an absolute blast to dance to.
Zweite Jugend
Zweite Jugend is not just another electronic act—it is a statement. A project that carries its philosophy in every note, every lyric, every performance. Seeing them live for the first time in Leipzig was an experience that went beyond music; it was a sign of artistic and ideological expression, one that resonated deeply. The rainbow armband on Eli’s arm and the pride flag on stage weren’t just symbolic—they were a testament to Zweite Jugend’s unwavering commitment to standing for something, to using music as both a weapon and a shield. Eli, a multi-talented, highly educated musician, has been involved in countless projects—Tension Control, Orange Sector, and even sharing the stage with Frontline Assembly. But Zweite Jugend is something else entirely. It’s not just dynamic and electrifying—it’s deliberate. Every song, every beat, every interaction with the audience carries an underlying message. Alongside Marcel, they don’t just play music; they ask questions—ones that linger long after the concert ends.
Their latest album Der Wille zur Nacht is rooted in heavy philosophical inquiries, drawing from Nietzsche’s Also sprach Zarathustra. The concepts of creation and decay, the eternal return, the cycle of destruction and rebirth—these are the foundations of their work. But what makes Zweite Jugend exceptional is that they translate these ideas into something deeply personal, something that doesn’t feel distant or intellectualized but raw and emotionally charged. On stage, this was evident in every moment. The set was intense, a blend of controlled chaos and calculated precision, driving beats that compelled movement, but also a depth that demanded reflection. There was an urgency, a sense that this wasn’t just entertainment but a manifesto, an invitation to engage not just with the music but with the questions it poses. The performance was sharp, immersive, and above all, essential—a powerful reminder that music can be more than soundwaves; it can be a force, a revolution, a reckoning. Zweite Jugend doesn’t just perform; they challenge, provoke, and inspire. And in Leipzig, they did exactly that.
No Sleep By The Machine
No Sleep by the Machine had been on my radar for a while, whispered about in the underground electro scene like a well-kept secret. With that kind of buzz, the outcome could go either way—either a band lives up to the myth, or expectations outpace reality. Fortunately, in this case, the former was true.
Their performance was a stripped-down, high-voltage shockwave. No frills, no excess, just pure sonic impact. The set was minimalist in presentation but a thunderstorm in sound, a relentless surge of beats that felt like they could shake concrete. The immediate comparison to early Nitzer Ebb was inevitable—the sharp, pulsating rhythms, the unrelenting drive—but No Sleep by the Machine didn’t feel like an echo of the past. Instead, they took that raw EBM energy and carved it into something sharp and urgent, something that demanded attention.The real force behind it all was the absolute presence of the vocalist. Charismatic, charged, and entirely in control, he didn’t just perform—he commanded. Each track hit like a precision strike, leaving no room for distraction, only immersion. This was music stripped to its core, without filler, without pretense—just pulsating, industrial-tinged electro at its most primal. For those who crave the raw essence of electronic body music, No Sleep by the Machine delivers with an intensity that leaves no doubt. A sonic explosion, a rhythmic assault, and a live experience that doesn’t just meet expectations—it steamrolls them.
Leather Strip
Leæther Strip has long been a defining name in the electro-industrial scene, and their performance was a testament to their enduring impact. With pulsating beats, raw energy, and unmistakable intensity, Claus Larsen commanded the stage with his signature blend of aggression and emotion. The set delivered everything fans could hope for—hard-hitting rhythms, powerful vocals, and an unrelenting sonic force that filled the venue.
Beyond the sheer power of the music, there was an undeniable authenticity to the performance. Whether through the pounding electronic sequences or the emotionally charged delivery, it was clear that every beat and lyric carried weight. While the show leaned into the darker, more intense side of industrial music, there was also a sense of connection, as Larsen engaged the crowd with a presence that was both formidable and deeply personal.
Leæther Strip continues to prove why they remain a staple in the genre—staying true to their roots while maintaining a sound that still resonates with audiences today.
Cat Rapes Dog
Cat Rapes Dog delivered exactly what you’d expect from a band with their legacy—pure, unfiltered energy, a dose of irreverent humor, and an electrifying performance that had the entire venue moving. Their seamless interplay on stage was a force to behold, with pounding guitars locking in tightly with pulsating electronics, while the commanding vocals propelled the set forward with undeniable force.
From the very first beat, the band ignited a wild, relentless atmosphere, transforming the hall into a pulsating mass of bodies, caught in the infectious groove of their industrial-laced, punk-infused sound. Their stage presence was not just powerful—it was magnetic. They commanded attention with raw charisma, their chemistry making every interaction feel organic and charged.
But beyond the sheer sonic impact, what truly set their performance apart was their sense of humor and their connection with the crowd. Between the intensity of their music, they engaged the audience with a playful, almost mischievous spirit, making it clear that while they take their music seriously, they also know how to have fun. This dynamic—power and wit, intensity and playfulness—created an atmosphere that was as exhilarating as it was immersive.
By the end of their set, the energy in the room was undeniable. Cat Rapes Dog proved that they are not just about nostalgia or cult status—they are a living, breathing force of industrial energy, still capable of setting a venue ablaze with their unmistakable sound and presence.
DJs A.L.E.X & Paradroid
Bringing the festival to its final, sweat-drenched hours, A.L.E.X and Paradroid crafted an afterparty that kept the intensity alive until the very last beat.
Conclusion
E-Only Festival No. 14 was a masterful collision of styles, sounds, and pure emotional energy. A festival that doesn’t just entertain—it leaves a mark, a reverberation that lingers long after the final echoes fade. The next year edition will take place in Leipzig on 13-14th of March 2026. Save the date!
https://www.eonly-festival.de
With a name that nods to The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, Vogon Poetry delivered a synthpop-infused set that sparkled with melody and emotion. I first became curious about Vogon Poetry because they were bold enough to cover IAMX—a choice that speaks volumes about their artistic confidence and ambition. Taking on such an intricate and emotionally charged artist is no small feat, so naturally, I wanted to see if they could bring the same level of intensity, depth, and sonic richness to their live show.
And they did. They delivered a lovable, immersive performance—one that was not only sonically engaging but also deeply heartfelt. From the moment they stepped on stage, their genuine enthusiasm and passion for their music was palpable, creating a connection that resonated throughout the venue. This isn’t just a band playing songs; they are fully immersed in their art, and it shows in every note, every movement, every expression.
Vogon Poetry’s performance was filled with energy, sincerity, and a contagious joy for performing. Their set had a great balance of melodic synth-driven moments and pulsating beats, making it impossible not to be drawn in. Their engagement with the audience was effortless, pulling everyone into their world—one that blends playfulness, depth, and a love for synthpop storytelling. Watching them live, it’s clear that this is a band that cares deeply about what they create. There’s no pretense, no calculated detachment—just pure, unfiltered devotion to their craft, and that kind of authenticity is rare and refreshing. I came for the band that dared to cover IAMX, but I stayed for the undeniable charm, artistry, and energy that Vogon Poetry brought to the stage.
Accessory
Accessory delivered a high-energy, pulse-pounding show in Leipzig, blending their signature hard-hitting beats with an electrifying stage presence. The duo's sound was sharp, relentless, and immersive, capturing the essence of their distinct fusion of EBM and industrial electronics. But what truly elevated the performance was the visual spectacle—a dynamic show enriched by the presence of two mesmerizing dancers whose movements perfectly synchronized with the pulsating rhythms, amplifying the music’s raw intensity.
The interaction between the band and the dancers added an entirely new dimension to the experience. Their choreography wasn’t just an accompaniment—it was an integral part of the performance, reflecting the power, aggression, and precision of Accessory’s sound.Each track felt like a sonic assault, pushing the audience further into a state of pure energy and movement.The band commanded the stage with confidence and charisma, seamlessly engaging the crowd, feeding off the audience’s energy, and giving it back tenfold. The performance wasn’t just about the music—it was about the atmosphere, the visuals, and the sheer force of the moment.
Rotersand
I've loved Rotersand since the release of Exterminate Annihilate Destroy, and every time I hear their beats, my feet instinctively move to the rhythm. Leipzig was no exception. The entire Altes Stadtbad pulsed in unison, bodies swaying, moving as one with the driving force of their sound. It wasn’t just music; it was a kinetic current, a surge of energy that swept through the venue like an unstoppable wave.
Rasc and Krischan delivered a performance that will stay with me for a long time. Their set was an explosion of sound, rhythm, and raw emotion, perfectly crafted to ignite the audience. Track after track, the synergy between the stage and the crowd intensified—energy ricocheted back and forth, amplifying with each beat, each chorus. It was as if the air itself was charged, sparks flying, an almost tangible current of excitement buzzing between the performers and the audience.
The duo’s presence was magnetic, their interaction with the crowd effortless and deeply engaging. It wasn’t just about playing music—it was about sharing it, exchanging it, fueling and being fueled in return. The performance transcended the usual concert experience; it became something primal, euphoric, and utterly immersive. Endorphins ran high, the music hit like a pulse through the veins, and by the end, there was no doubt—this was Rotersand at their finest. A night of pure, unfiltered energy, and an unforgettable display of why they remain one of the most electrifying acts in the scene. Bravo.
In Strict Confidence
Dark, cinematic, and emotionally charged—In Strict Confidence have always been masters of blending haunting visuals with a commanding stage presence, and their performance at E-Only Festival No. 14 was no exception. This time, the band took the audience on a journey back in time with a special old-school set, bringing the raw intensity and atmosphere of their earlier works to life.The setlist was carefully curated to showcase the band’s signature fusion of dark electronic soundscapes, pulsating beats, and dramatic melodies, evoking both nostalgia and renewed admiration. The interplay of moody lighting, evocative visuals, and Dennis Ostermann’s unmistakable voice created an immersive world that felt both intimate and grand. What made the show particularly powerful was the way In Strict Confidence balanced heaviness with melody, a ggression with elegance. Each track hit with precision—whether through deep, throbbing basslines or sweeping, cinematic synth arrangements. The performance was not just a nod to their past but a reminder of their lasting impact on the dark electronic scene. For longtime fans, this was a rare opportunity to experience the essence of In Strict Confidence as they once were; for newer listeners, it was a captivating introduction to the band’s enduring magic.
Aesthetic Perfection
The Aesthetic Perfection concert in Leipzig marked the first stop of Daniel Graves' Oldschool Set tour—dedicated exclusively to music released before 2011. It’s a bold move, one that naturally sparks debate among fans. Some argue that the earlier work had a rawer, more defined edge, while others believe the later material showcases Graves’ evolution as an artist. It’s an age-old dilemma in music—stick to a formula and maintain a steady fanbase, or take risks, experiment, and potentially lose some followers while gaining new ones. One thing is undeniable: Graves has never been afraid to evolve, to challenge his audience, and to play with expectations.What makes Aesthetic Perfection so compelling isn’t just the music itself—it’s the sheer force of performance, the unfiltered energy Graves brings to the s tage. His presence is a mix of aggression, passion, and theatricality, embodying the same intensity that pulses through his songs. His music, much like a superheated star, burns with ferocity—expressive, emotionally charged, and deeply personal.
Whether one prefers the earlier or later phases of Aesthetic Perfection is up for debate, but what remains unchanged is Graves’ ability to command a stage. This set proved that when an artist reaches a certain level of mastery, they deliver—unless they truly go out of their way to fail. And in this case, failure was nowhere in sight. The performance was electrifying, seamlessly blending nostalgia with the raw energy that has defined Aesthetic Perfection from the beginning. An excellent show, through and through.
De/Vision
Closing the main stage, De/Vision delivered a set that reminded everyone why they are one of the defining acts in synthpop. Timeless, emotionally rich, and sonically lush, their performance was a beautiful, soaring contrast to the festival’s harsher moments.
Second Stage
frequen-C / TC75
TC75 and Frequen-C delivered an intense, hypnotic sonic experience in Leipzig, one that blurred the lines between industrial, experimental electronics, and raw emotional expression. Tino Claus is a creative force spread across multiple projects—Amnistia, TC75, ner.ogris, and his vocal work with Spherical Disrupted, to name just a few. His versatility allows him to navigate different realms of electronic and industrial music, from the structured pulse of dark electro to the unfiltered aggression of harsher sounds. In this collaboration with Frequen-C, it was the latter that took center stage—a visceral, uncompromising dive into heavy industrial landscapes. The was an audiovisual confrontation, the clash between sound and visuals that was razor-sharp, enhancing the sheer intensity of the music. Pulsing beats merged with distorted textures, while deep, abrasive layers created an atmosphere that was equal parts hypnotic and unsettling. Claus’s delivery was commanding, his presence reinforcing the urgency of the set. The music was dense, layered, and emotionally charged, pushing beyond the confines of traditional EBM or dark electro into something more primal, more confrontational. Frequen-C's contributions further elevated the performance, injecting unpredictable elements that blurred the boundaries between structure and chaos. There was a sense of controlled disorder—patterns emerging only to be deconstructed, rhythms locking in before dissolving into something harsher and more fragmented. This wasn’t designed for passive listening; it was meant to be felt, experienced in full-body immersion.
It was a performance that demanded engagement—not just physically, but intellectually and emotionally. The balance of aggression and atmosphere, of precision and rawness, made for a set that lingered long after the last sound faded. In an era where industrial music can sometimes feel formulaic, TC75 and Frequen-C proved that there’s still space for unpredictability, intensity, and genuine emotional weight
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AD:keY
The first time I saw Ad:Key was back in 2019 at Schattenwelt Festival in Vienna, and even then, their sheer energy and stage presence left a lasting impression. The core of the band, René and Andrea Nowotny, share an undeniable chemistry on stage, making their performance not just a concert but an electrifying experience. Andrea, in particular, has always reminded me of a blazing flame, radiating grace, charm, and sheer power, captivating the audience with every move.
Musically, Ad:Key delivers exactly what I love—high-energy, club-driven beats, pulsing rhythms, and catchy melodies that make you want to dance. Their sound is unapologetically bold, dynamic, and invigorating, making every track feel like a call to movement. I love dancing to their music, getting lost in their beats, and vibing to their infectious energy, but what makes it even more special is seeing them connect on stage. Their interaction, shared glances, and synchronized energy add an extra layer of emotion and authenticity to the show. This time in Leipzig, they were joined by Franzi, whose presence brought even more depth and impact to their set. Her synergy with Andrea created a captivating dynamic—two powerful forces lighting up the stage, while René anchored the performance behind the keys, ensuring the precision and drive that make Ad:Key's music so compelling. Watching them perform was pure joy—a show filled with unstoppable energy, boundless movement, and an atmosphere so infectious that the entire room was swept up in their momentum. Ad:Key never disappoints, and this night was no exception—powerful, immersive, and an absolute blast to dance to.
Zweite Jugend
Zweite Jugend is not just another electronic act—it is a statement. A project that carries its philosophy in every note, every lyric, every performance. Seeing them live for the first time in Leipzig was an experience that went beyond music; it was a sign of artistic and ideological expression, one that resonated deeply. The rainbow armband on Eli’s arm and the pride flag on stage weren’t just symbolic—they were a testament to Zweite Jugend’s unwavering commitment to standing for something, to using music as both a weapon and a shield. Eli, a multi-talented, highly educated musician, has been involved in countless projects—Tension Control, Orange Sector, and even sharing the stage with Frontline Assembly. But Zweite Jugend is something else entirely. It’s not just dynamic and electrifying—it’s deliberate. Every song, every beat, every interaction with the audience carries an underlying message. Alongside Marcel, they don’t just play music; they ask questions—ones that linger long after the concert ends.
Their latest album Der Wille zur Nacht is rooted in heavy philosophical inquiries, drawing from Nietzsche’s Also sprach Zarathustra. The concepts of creation and decay, the eternal return, the cycle of destruction and rebirth—these are the foundations of their work. But what makes Zweite Jugend exceptional is that they translate these ideas into something deeply personal, something that doesn’t feel distant or intellectualized but raw and emotionally charged. On stage, this was evident in every moment. The set was intense, a blend of controlled chaos and calculated precision, driving beats that compelled movement, but also a depth that demanded reflection. There was an urgency, a sense that this wasn’t just entertainment but a manifesto, an invitation to engage not just with the music but with the questions it poses. The performance was sharp, immersive, and above all, essential—a powerful reminder that music can be more than soundwaves; it can be a force, a revolution, a reckoning. Zweite Jugend doesn’t just perform; they challenge, provoke, and inspire. And in Leipzig, they did exactly that.
No Sleep By The Machine
No Sleep by the Machine had been on my radar for a while, whispered about in the underground electro scene like a well-kept secret. With that kind of buzz, the outcome could go either way—either a band lives up to the myth, or expectations outpace reality. Fortunately, in this case, the former was true.
Their performance was a stripped-down, high-voltage shockwave. No frills, no excess, just pure sonic impact. The set was minimalist in presentation but a thunderstorm in sound, a relentless surge of beats that felt like they could shake concrete. The immediate comparison to early Nitzer Ebb was inevitable—the sharp, pulsating rhythms, the unrelenting drive—but No Sleep by the Machine didn’t feel like an echo of the past. Instead, they took that raw EBM energy and carved it into something sharp and urgent, something that demanded attention.The real force behind it all was the absolute presence of the vocalist. Charismatic, charged, and entirely in control, he didn’t just perform—he commanded. Each track hit like a precision strike, leaving no room for distraction, only immersion. This was music stripped to its core, without filler, without pretense—just pulsating, industrial-tinged electro at its most primal. For those who crave the raw essence of electronic body music, No Sleep by the Machine delivers with an intensity that leaves no doubt. A sonic explosion, a rhythmic assault, and a live experience that doesn’t just meet expectations—it steamrolls them.
Leather Strip
Leæther Strip has long been a defining name in the electro-industrial scene, and their performance was a testament to their enduring impact. With pulsating beats, raw energy, and unmistakable intensity, Claus Larsen commanded the stage with his signature blend of aggression and emotion. The set delivered everything fans could hope for—hard-hitting rhythms, powerful vocals, and an unrelenting sonic force that filled the venue.
Beyond the sheer power of the music, there was an undeniable authenticity to the performance. Whether through the pounding electronic sequences or the emotionally charged delivery, it was clear that every beat and lyric carried weight. While the show leaned into the darker, more intense side of industrial music, there was also a sense of connection, as Larsen engaged the crowd with a presence that was both formidable and deeply personal.
Leæther Strip continues to prove why they remain a staple in the genre—staying true to their roots while maintaining a sound that still resonates with audiences today.
Cat Rapes Dog
Cat Rapes Dog delivered exactly what you’d expect from a band with their legacy—pure, unfiltered energy, a dose of irreverent humor, and an electrifying performance that had the entire venue moving. Their seamless interplay on stage was a force to behold, with pounding guitars locking in tightly with pulsating electronics, while the commanding vocals propelled the set forward with undeniable force.
From the very first beat, the band ignited a wild, relentless atmosphere, transforming the hall into a pulsating mass of bodies, caught in the infectious groove of their industrial-laced, punk-infused sound. Their stage presence was not just powerful—it was magnetic. They commanded attention with raw charisma, their chemistry making every interaction feel organic and charged.
But beyond the sheer sonic impact, what truly set their performance apart was their sense of humor and their connection with the crowd. Between the intensity of their music, they engaged the audience with a playful, almost mischievous spirit, making it clear that while they take their music seriously, they also know how to have fun. This dynamic—power and wit, intensity and playfulness—created an atmosphere that was as exhilarating as it was immersive.
By the end of their set, the energy in the room was undeniable. Cat Rapes Dog proved that they are not just about nostalgia or cult status—they are a living, breathing force of industrial energy, still capable of setting a venue ablaze with their unmistakable sound and presence.
DJs A.L.E.X & Paradroid
Bringing the festival to its final, sweat-drenched hours, A.L.E.X and Paradroid crafted an afterparty that kept the intensity alive until the very last beat.
Conclusion
E-Only Festival No. 14 was a masterful collision of styles, sounds, and pure emotional energy. A festival that doesn’t just entertain—it leaves a mark, a reverberation that lingers long after the final echoes fade. The next year edition will take place in Leipzig on 13-14th of March 2026. Save the date!
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