Resolve turn The Cathouse into a riotous, rave-fuelled battleground, four bands unleashing chaos, catharsis and zero restraint in Glasgow’s most iconic alternative haunt.

Photos & words by Katy Shewan (@katys_studio) | 11 Feb, 2026

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If you’ve never been to The Cathouse – it’s a nightclub, yes. But it’s also one of the city’s most iconic alternative music venues. A place that’s hosted countless touring bands over the years, you go to dance, throw down, and lose your voice.

Ashen opened and wasted absolutely no time setting the tone. Their set started 15 minutes after doors, the room was still filling but by the fourth song they had the entire floor crouched down waiting to jump on command. When they called for a wall of death, Glasgow didn’t hesitate – it split clean and collided hard. For an opener, that’s no small feet. By the final song, even the ones who’d been hanging back headed for the mosh pits. A proper tone-setter.

Tropic Gold followed and flipped the mood without dropping the intensity. Their set kicked in with a slow rhythmic heartbeat – bass so thick you felt it through the floorboards and in your chest. There was a small glitch early doors, but it barely mattered. Frontman, Jacob Parris, filled the gap with easy charisma, casually chatting back to someone in the crowd shouting compliments about his hair. Banter sorted, energy intact. For a three-piece they sound massive. Their song Happy leaned into melody before snapping into something darker, from vulnerable and almost restrained into full scream-along catharsis. 

Windwaker then decided Catty was a club again – and we ran with it. Playing a Scooter track right before the set to then launching into riffs and drum-and-bass chaos. “Y’all like to party? We like to party.” Liam Guinane screamed – that was all it took. Circle pits opened instantly. RGB lights flashing, breakdowns hitting, people dancing about in the pit instead of just swinging arms. The danceability of tracks like Break the Rules kept the floor bouncing. It was rave energy colliding with metalcore and somehow making complete sense.

By the time Resolve stepped out, the “here we, here we, here we f*cking go” Glasgow chant was already going in full swing. And they delivered. From the jump it was relentless. Circle pits on command. Crowd surfers constant. The whole room heads banging in sync.

Mid-set highlights included a stripped-back opening to vocalist Anthony Diliberto’s, personal favorite song, moonchild, before the full band joins in as well. To then play older material from 2019 drawing huge reactions, with arms raised and clapping in sync, proving just how well the crowd knew their discography.

When the band introduced their track Molotov it was dedicated to the bands touring with them. Most of Resolve’s set I was standing next to a member of Ashen – who was vibing the whole time. Definitely a worthy song to dedicate to the bands on this bill. It felt earned. It felt shared. They closed on Older Days and Catty fully lost its mind. Bodies everywhere. Surfers flying. From start to finish, the night felt like organised chaos in the best way – genre lines blurred, breakdowns hit hard, and The Cathouse doing exactly what it’s been doing for years – giving heavy music a place to go feral.