Photo credit Anni Caylor
With two opening bands and a completely sold-out show, 7th St. Entry was radiating on Saturday night. With good reason, too, as the night was as lively as ever, and didn’t end until 11:30. The first opener, Modern Vices, was the perfect beginning to the night. They carried the crowd through the usually difficult task of settling in while still getting ready for a long show, and they did it with a sound best described as ‘50s pop meets garage band rock. When they finished their set, the audience was eagerly awaiting more.
Then White Reaper showed up, and took the show in such a clear way that it seemed like nobody was actually there to see Twin Peaks (don’t worry, they still definitely were). Through a longer and demanding sound-check, they proved themselves as soon as they played their first note. With a 40-minute set, and a punk style that puts them in the ranks with the best, the group created an outstanding atmosphere, with 75 percent of the crowd somehow singing along while still jumping around for all 40 minutes. A quick bout of crowd surfing (which ended with a drop on the back and a miraculous resurrection), and the dedication was palpable.
Fast-forward to the main act, and the highlight of the night, Twin Peaks. Somehow, even after White Reaper, the group made people move more than previously thought possible. They’ve been to 7th St. three times before, but their pure elation at being back was only overshadowed by the audience’s excitement at having them there. They brought just as much strong instrumentation, variations in sound, and upbeat vocals as hoped for. People were getting pushed one way and another, and it’s almost guaranteed that at least a few people ended up getting hit in the face by their dancing neighbors, but what was never seen was anyone that was upset about it.