Photo Credits: Lewis Evans
After buying the ticket in October, anticipation steadily grew. What started as a distant date on the calendar slowly transformed into that specific, electric pre-show hunger reserved for bands that feel genuinely important. By the time March 18th rolled around, Cologne’s Palladium felt less like a venue and more like a pressure chamber waiting to detonate. Geese were about to play their biggest European headline show to date, and everyone in the room knew something was about to shift.
Opening the night, Westside Cowboy delivered a set defined by sincerity rather than spectacle. Their performance felt lived-in and deliberate, grounded in a kind of emotional clarity that’s increasingly rare. What makes them especially compelling isn’t just technical ability, but the way they operate as a unit – sharing vocal duties with an almost conversational fluidity, constantly orbiting one another on stage. An incredible opener for a band like Geese.
Geese’s setlist may have been short on paper, but right as they launched into their first song, time stopped behaving normally. From the second they started playing, madness rifled through the crowd and people were entranced.
When they launched into classics like “I See Myself” and the ecstatic chaos of “Long Island”, the Palladium turned into a single, sweating, screaming organism.
The introduction of a new track, “Apollo,” hinted at what’s next and it’s clear there’s no comedown in sight following Getting Killed. Geese aren’t slowing down.
What makes Geese so intoxicating to watch is how wildly different each member is on stage. They shouldn’t fit together. They shouldn’t make sense. Yet this is exactly what makes them work. They’re a constellation of clashing energies that somehow align into something transcendent.
Max Bassin, especially, is a knockout. Watching him play the drums feels like watching the backbone of the band materialize in real time.
And then there’s Cameron Winter. What can be said that hasn’t already been carved into the collective consciousness of everyone who’s ever seen him live? At this point, describing his stage presence risks redundancy, but it also feels unavoidable. There’s a reason his reputation precedes him. Life genuinely splits into Before Cameron and After Cameron. He’s a generational talent: magnetic, strange, brilliant, and utterly unique. Watching him perform feels like witnessing someone channel something larger than themselves.
By the end of the night, one thing was undeniable: Geese are not simply a band on the rise. They are a band in the process of becoming something lasting, something that resists easy definition but demands attention.
Geese are one for the ages, and this concert definitely proved it.
Words by
Marie Müller, 2026.