There’s a reason DeWolff keep finding their way back to London - and nights like this proved it. After a storming show at The Garage last April, the Dutch power trio returned to the same legendary basement to a room packed shoulder to shoulder, fans from across their growing UK following ready for another hit of Hammond-fuelled Rock ’n’ Roll salvation.

From the first notes of 'Night Train', the place was moving. DeWolff don’t ease in; they burst. The sound was rich, gritty, and gloriously alive - that unmistakable mix of Psychedelic Soul, 70s-coloured groove, and pure, infectious energy that they’ve made their own. Pablo van de Poel on guitar and vocals was in complete command, all effortless swagger and soul, while Robin Piso’s Hammond organ filled the room like a living, breathing creature. Luka van de Poel kept it locked and explosive behind the kit, his dynamics driving every turn.

The setlist read like a tour through everything that makes DeWolff tick - 'In Love', 'Natural Woman' and 'Treasure City MC' brought that fuzzy warmth and irresistible swing, while 'Snowbird' soared, drenched in Blues and sun-baked melody. Then came 'War Pigs' - a full-throttle tribute that brought the crowd into unison, every voice shouting every word. It was part homage, part possession. “RIP Ozzy”, Pablo spoke as the guitar faded out…

But it was the encore that sealed it. 'Rosita' turned into something wild and communal as Pablo stepped off the stage and into the crowd, still singing, weaving through fans who clapped and grinned in disbelief. The line between band and audience dissolved - the kind of moment you can’t stage, only feel.

What really stood out tonight was the sheer musicianship on display - not just the technical brilliance, but the instinctive connection between the three of them. They move as one. And at the centre of it all, Pablo was more than a frontman - he was a preacher in full flight. His voice carried a raw conviction, reaching into the crowd like he was leading a revival. Every lyric came alive, every solo an act of faith. It wasn’t just performance; it was communion.

DeWolff don’t just play shows; they create a fever. They tap into something primal and joyful, the sound of three musicians utterly trusting each other and their audience. It’s no surprise they’re back in London already - and after another night like this, hopefully it won’t be long before they return again.

Setlist:

Night Train

In Love

Natural Woman

Out on the Town

Treasure City MC

Snowbird

War Pigs

Nothing's Changing

Encore:

Rosita


Review and Photos: Chris Griffiths