I was going to so many shows in so little time that I skipped over writing articles about quite a few. Shows all of which were and are well deserving of having their stories told. This being one of them that came to mind.

When We Met is a stand out favorite of mine in the new wave, alternative, & experimental genres of recent as well as Photona. Coloring Electric Like was new to me but certainly is one to keep your eyes on if you enjoy keyboards and pedalled ambient guitar riffs. Which is why all three of these bands went together so well. Very 80’s and early 90’s feel but not cheesy or overdone. Definetely check out our past article on When We Met in reference to their details. They are amazing and have their own site as well. That said, this was the first full set I had the chance of seeing them and they were mind bogglingly good.

This was the first time seeing Photona and I love the new stuff they’re creating. An amazing three piece including one of my favorite fronts of any band in town. Not many left that can truly control a room with just a microphone and she certainly does. Her partner is also on board and on a sweet electric drumkit and sound machine that is the platform for this bands entire vibe. He lays the groundwork for awesome keys and guitar from the final member.

All three great for dancing and fitting for dante’s. I had a slice of pizza and a few beers so I was weighed down a bit but I hope to see this same bill or the bands on it many times again into the summer for a packed house of sweaty tourists on a Tuesday that won’t believe how awesome life can be. That’s the thing about these amazing shows with incredibly talented people at the healm. They are vessels for joy, easels for perception, and exceptions to the rules of the run around that is everyday life. A chance to throw away your strife and struggle. A chance to dance like no one is watching, (even though everyone clearly is). A chance to open your ears and open your eyes to the lies and love spoken of in lyrics and in tone. To watch a guitar moan and a singer be strung out. It’s at times emotional enough to shout and at times has to be without sounds that mouths can make. Without words that often times are nothing more than fake. We can shake that rhyme in time to see each song for what it is, a blessing. Whether it’s a cover or a letter. Whether it’s a jam or spam it proves to be lacking only in the amount of energy it evokes and erupts, and that my friends and foes, falls almost solely on us.

For more info on these three bands check out their social media outlets and find them all on Bandcamp. Player credits also found on applicable sites. Thanks to all three bands for putting together a great show dedicated to the women in rock.