The coarse musical zap cabaret of the nineties is back in a new guise. Fresh, rough-mouthed and with a straight leg. Socially critical songs, misogynistic bluster and patriarchal filth, but with a contemporary portion of vulnerability. Good thing, too. So, you can just laugh about it. In their second program, Bram Kroon, Matthias Tuns and Jip de Poorter mercilessly make short work of themselves, each other and the audience in the front row.