Who else could make a rocknroll dance party erupt in mid-afternoon? My first experience with the Zoobombs was a riot. On the lunch menu at Le Divan Orange was a full course of psychedelic bluesy funk rock, whipped together with the gusto of a thousand caffeinated Tasmanian devils. The Zoobombs are the very definition of rocknroll; when they told the crowd to shout nonsense and clap along, every single body in the room was shouting and clapping along like exuberant teenagers at their first rock show. And they fucking earned it, pouring every ounce of energy into their joyously intense performance.