Osmihodinový muž (The Eight-Hour Man) is coming. Kakktus once again resurrect the forgotten characters from the outskirts of city life — and this time, they’re building them a monument. The baptism will be big: Edúv Syn, who guests on the album, will be there. So will guitar-driven dreamers Bren. And Žakhéles is coming to crash the party too. All under one roof, spread across two stages of Palác Akropolis. The finest of the local underground, twisted into one intense evening. Rock’n’roll upstairs, beats below, and an atmosphere of togetherness and hope that reeks of both despair and spilled beer and life. No glittery party, but a raw rite of passage. “What the hell do we do at the end of the night?”“

Kakktus

The last true punk-rock’n’roll band in Czechia — legends from Šternberk — a black chronicle of the periphery that wrote itself. Born from punk, but now using it as just one of many languages. Their lyrics sound like poems set to music, sung about people forgotten before they ever had a chance to grow old. The new album Osmihodinový muž is a diaristic testimony from a witness searching for scraps of love and hope, built on small personal acts of resistance. Instead of the usual hangover, it offers cold sobering and raw reality, sticky with machine shop grease. Gloomy postpunk, rock’n’roll, and country — Kakktus’ music is a collision of Czech existential poetry and dark, cabaret blues, all wrapped in a gritty, unfiltered environment where no one pretends to be something they're not.

Edúv Syn

The saddest rapper. Bloodshot eyes, heavy beats, and a lyrical inventory of everything that doesn’t fit into ordinary life. Edúv Syn is a trap poet focusing on mental health and illness, deeply intertwined with the state of society. Unafraid to experiment, collaborating with the most intriguing projects on the local scene. Delivering Slovak underground through Prague straight into your soul. He left a piece of himself on the new Kakktus album — and he’s bringing it back live. A therapeutic session on the mic. Darkness glowing with hope.

Bren

Shoegaze for those who remember their dreams. Bren is a relatively new band from Brno that sounds like Swans on antidepressants. What started as a therapeutic project between friends Ivo Lorenc (Please The Trees, ex-Science Killer, ex-Beps’n’Johnnies) and Šimon Podrazil (Tryo, ex-Science Killer) grew into a full-fledged band — now playing Akropolis in a new lineup. Their sound floats somewhere between blues, slowcore, and Czech melancholy. Guitars dissolve into fog, lyrics burn like molten iron. It’s not just what you hear, it’s what lingers in you after the last note fades. Their debut Tmou is mournful poetry with depth — something that holds you without trying to save you.

Žakhéles

A fiction more real than the world itself. Žakhéles is a shadow that comes alive when the lights go out. The alter ego of Andrej Kabal spits words like poison, satire as a weapon, beats as salvation. After years behind KVLT crew DJ booths, he’s standing on his own now — delivering a manifesto of twisted healthy lifestyle straight to the stage. Was it a good idea? That decision is in your hands…