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DIIV’s Tomorrow Never Knows set at Lincoln Hall felt like a rare chance to experience the band at their most immersive in an intimate room. With the venue packed and buzzing, the shoegaze outfit leaned fully into atmosphere, letting their swirling guitars and dense low end wash over the crowd. It was the kind of setting where DIIV’s music thrives—close, loud, and enveloping. Opening with “In Amber,” the band immediately locked into a steady, hypnotic groove, balancing hazy te

The Beths’ November 23 performance at The Salt Shed showcased a band in the middle of an artistic shift—one shaped by the introspection behind their new album, Straight Line Was A Lie . While Elizabeth Stokes has spoken openly about the challenges of writing this record, including creative stagnation and personal recalibration, none of that hesitation appeared onstage. Instead, the band arrived sounding refreshed and fully energized, channeling that creative reset into a show

Die Spitz’s November 12 show at Lincoln Hall made clear how quickly the Austin quartet—Ava Schrobilgen, Chloe De St. Aubin, Eleanor Livingston, and Kate Halter—have grown into a force. Riding the momentum of their debut Something to Consume (Third Man Records), they opened with a blistering “Pop Punk Anthem” that instantly pulled Chicago into their orbit, blending precision, volatility, and the easy chemistry of longtime friends. That chemistry, forged through years of childh

Over three sold-out nights at The Salt Shed, My Morning Jacket built an atmosphere that felt less like a concert and more like a shared awakening. Touring behind their new album is — their first in over three years — and closing the run with a 20th anniversary celebration of Z, the Louisville five-piece blurred the line between past and present, between performance and communion. The is material carried an emotional gravity that only deepens live. “Time Waited,” shimmering an

Portland’s The Macks have built their own strange, high-speed universe, and with Bonanza (via DevilDuck Records/Monotone’s fullaway), they prove that rock can still be both deliberate and gloriously chaotic. Announced just weeks before its release, the record rejects polish in favor of sincerity — focused yet frayed, electric yet human. Founded in 2015 by brothers Josef and Ben Windheim alongside Sam Fulwiler, Jacob Michael Perris, and Aidan Harrison, The Macks have amassed

Garbage brought their electrifying mix of menace and melody to the Salt Shed in Chicago, touring behind their latest release, Let All That We Imagine Be the Light . Nearly three decades into their career, the band proved they’re not just keeping pace but pushing forward, blending new material with the songs that made them icons. The set opened with selections from the new album, immediately showcasing its cinematic electronics and jagged edge. Tracks like “There’s No Future