Piebald and I have a long history although this was the first time I was able to meet them face to face. Over the past two years, there have been around seven or eight Piebald shows that I was supposed to go to, and for some reason, whether it be school, work, or cancellation, I was not able to see them. Well, I was able to buck the trend, and this was one hell of a show to buck it with.

No one I talked to was certain if this show was going on, but I decided to go anyway because I never have anything to do on Wednesdays. I was in luck, not only did the show did take place. at. this. moment started the night off with their set of harder-edged indie rock. The songs they played were good and they were not afraid to be goofy. They didn't draw any immediate comparisons, but I did liken their keyboard use to an almost Ben Folds meets the Get Up Kids. In the best way possible, of course. They just put out a CD, and they have another show on Friday 14 April at Club Carrigan's in Whitehall. This is one of the most unpretentious bands I have ever seen.

The Commercials, Harrisburg faves, followed. I have seen them on other bills before, but this is the first I've seen them. I really enjoyed their brand of energetic harder-edged punk. They were able to keep it tight and energetic, which a lot of bands have a bit of trouble doing. Catch them at the show on the 14th, too. Lanemeyer, from Jersey, followed, and were decent, not much different than a lot of other groups out there.

Hot Rod Circuit took the stage and throttled into the rock action right away, playing tunes off of the album, and a new one that will be on a split with the Anniversary. Throughout, the set, their rail-thin, tattooed guitarist made his way between his amp and the crowd while making frequent pitstops to fall down and slither. From what I hear, they will be recording a new album in June, so expect more touring.

Piebald ended the night with one of the most exciting sets I've seen in quite awhile. They opened it up with "Giddy Like A Schoolgirl", and continued on mixing old and new songs. Highlights of the night: during "Still We Let it Coke Us", about ten kids got up front (including me) singing along with the kicker of the song, "life is a bitch, and life is a peach". Then there was the finale, a balls to the wall version of AC/DC's "Shook Me All Night Long" which had each and every kid singing along. One day later, and my voice is quite scratchy.