Starting on an atypically reflective note, Zoobombs frontman Don Matsuo discussed the recent Japanese devastation, thanking Canadians for their kindness before beginning a relatively sombre cut. Of course, the mid-tempo tracks stopped there, instantly evolving into the chaos that the Tokyo combo are internationally revered for. Calling for solos like a basketball player demanding the ball, dropping funhouse riffs and garage dust-ups, and grooving manically, Matsuo was mesmerizing. The rhythm section played the straight-man part, admirably holding the frenetic affair together while Matsuo exploded and keyboardist Matta delivered Doors-esque kaleidoscope keys. Initially poignant and ultimately frenzied, it was a visceral and invigorating afternoon slot.