The Louisiana

Rising local oddities The Scuttlers give the Windmill Scene a run for its money, slinging anxious art rock laden with twitchy rhythms and jazzy freeform detours aplenty. Cellar Door’s gonna spoil you as ever, so there’s a hefty helping of killer support from Uncle Junior’s raucous math-noise, Why Horses’ grubby dance-punk and Paper Hats’ post-hardcore tenderness. Stacked! The Scuttlers + Uncle Junior + Why Horses? + Paper Hats

Get into the long line to join pôt-pot’s eerie motorik dream: a breathing harmonium drone rock nebula, rolling forward in rhythmic lockstep through walls of garage-psych guitar fuzz and sardonic vocal haze. It’s a 21st century Nuggets-worthy parade FFO: Neu!, Spacemen 3, Ulrika Spacek, Stuck, Good Flying Birds. Lisbon/Ireland based psych rock & kosmische

Knee-slapping UK roots and Americana from Newcastle’s renegade Rob Heron - ripping through an original repertoire of blues, rockabilly, swing and country like it’s 1955 all over again. Blink and you’ll think it’s Sun Records….. radical revivalism FFO: Pokey LaFarge, The Dead South, Curtis Eller, Sierra Ferrell. Rob Heron & The Tea Pad Orchestra: Where rockabilly meets blues, country, swing and soul! Rob Heron & The Tea Pad Orchestra have been gleefully trampling over genre boundaries for over a decade now, chucking rockabilly, blues, country, swing, soul and more into their musical gumbo, but always sounding mostly just like themselves. Plus support from Bristol's own Country Rockabilly trio, The Swamp Puppies.

Liverpudlians A Lesser Version pilot this month’s edition of Cellar Door, their sharp, emo-fied wall-of-sound shoegaze coming in hot after a Green Man Rising tipping at last year’s fest. Catch ‘em in cahoots with Studio 20’s rising avant-rock, uncanny post-folkers Foot Foot, Norman D Loco’s cavernous slowcore, and the usual glut of basement-dwelling visual artistry. A Lesser Version + Studio20 + Norman D.Loco + Foot Foot + Multi-Media Exhibiton

Delay-drenched psychedelic hardcore assault bursting outta Montreal straight into your earholes. Faze’s acid-damaged, bass-heavy punk feels like GEL covering Spacemen 3 in a wind tunnel – since that’ll probably never happen, catch us front left at the Louie. Scathing stuff FFO: Bib, S.H.I.T., Gag, Destruction Unit, Impalers. Punk has reached the Loui!