We're going to make this quick as otherwise I'll write a book about this show. And if you're going to read a book, there are much better authors to seek out. So here are my rudimentary notes:

They're Theirs opened. Maybe it's an indie band. We won't bother with further taxonomy. Vocalist/guitarist Chase Horseman leads the trio. It was their birthday. It was not the birthday of bassist Sky Cowdry or drummer Ian Dobyns. That would have been one hell of a coincidence. Horseman's lyrics are up front. They're raw and emotional. Sometimes they're sung at full voice with incredible control. Some songs are torchy, some are smart indie rock. Sometimes there's a hint of jangle from that twelve-string guitar Horseman started the set with. But that was gone thirty minutes later when the band played current single "Midland Empire." For the closer Horseman's guitar was moody and full of noise that matched the intense post-grunge provided by the rhythm section.

Skating Polly followed. The band was born in Oklahoma City but now calls Tacoma home. The trio features siblings Kelli Mayo (vox/basitar), Peyton Bighorse (guitar/vox), and Kurtis Mayo (drums). They've been doing this for over fifteen years, since some of them were pre-teens. Maybe they're punk or riot grrrl or grunge or some sort of '90s bubblegrunge. Remember when Spotify gave us that term? It's still stupid and useful. Anyway, the band played a long forty-five-minute set. Kelli Mayo screamed and cooed her vocals. Bighorse's vocals had more of a warble. Imagine Kathleen Hanna and Corin Tucker but with the ability to blend and play nice. Mayo did all the kicks and jumping and stomping. And a lot of the melody. The bounce in "Flyer" was undeniable. Also, that basitar is now a three-string Mustang bass. The crowd came for Skating Polly and they came to dance.

Gully Boys are from Minnesota. I think they're a gang. The band is fronted by Kathy Callahan. She sang and sometimes played the guitar. She also danced and jumped and bounced for forty-five minutes. She came prepared, wearing a belted leotard. Mariah Mercedes played lead guitar. They favored arena-sized leads and solos. Jaws were dropped. Natalie Klemond played bass. Her strap was scandalously long. She had style and managed a Supta Virasana without missing a note. Nadirah McGill drummed and chipped in some lead vocals. They pounded those drums. They also had the sass and managed most of the banter. Maybe the group is also bubblegrunge. Maybe it's punk. Maybe it reminds me of A Giant Dog or maybe that's just because Callahan works overtime like Sabrina Ellis. The set included all the new singles as well as three unreleased tunes. It looks like different shows got different new songs, so a new album can't be far away. Especially since the act only revisited its 2018 debut album for "Neopet Graveyard." The band had fun. The band created fun. The audience ate it up.