Kid Kapichi Live At The Key Club Review
- Lewis Pettitt
- 11 minutes ago
- 2 min read
Words & Photography: Lewis Pettitt

There’s something special about a Tuesday night sellout, especially in a grassroots
venue like The Key Club, and Kid Kapichi made sure Leeds knew exactly why the
place was packed wall to wall.
Opening support came from Dream Nails, who set the tone perfectly with their high-
octane punk attitude and razor-sharp lyricism, priming the crowd for the main event.
When Kid Kapichi hit the stage, the room erupted. From the first note, there was
movement to every song; a sea of limbs, mosh pits, and sweat-fuelled unity that
didn’t let up for a second. New England, featuring Bob Vylan, absolutely popped off,
with the crowd spat every lyric back flawlessly with raw passion.
The band’s explosive stage energy was matched only by the explosive crowd energy; a feedback loop of punk-fuelled adrenaline that made the intimate venue feel like
it could burst at any moment. Between tracks, frontman Jack Wilson spoke
passionately about the importance of grassroots venues, earning huge cheers from
the Leeds faithful who know exactly what those spaces mean to the UK live scene.
Midway through, the chaos took a breath as the band stripped things back for an
acoustic section — a moment of raw vulnerability that showcased the band’s
versatility. The crowd sang every word of Party at No.10 and Hope's a Never Ending
Funeral turning The Key Club into a communal chorus.

Of course, this is Kid Kapichi — politics runs deep in their DNA. Wilson’s speech on
Palestine, capped with the words “We’re all free”, drew roaring applause and a
sense of solidarity that hung heavy in the room.
From there, it was straight back into carnage. INVU sparked another massive
mosh, and by the time the band closed out the night, the floor was shaking. The final
songs hit like a riot — pure catharsis, pure connection.
With a new album dropping in January, this felt like a band on the cusp of
something even bigger — but still fiercely loyal to the small, sweaty rooms that built
them. This is a band who show true appreciation to the small crowds and the
independence that got them to where they are today.
On a cold Tuesday night in Leeds, Kid Kapichi proved that punk’s heartbeat is alive,
loud, and still proudly underground.





