Geese - Getting Killed Again Tour

Get ready to have your soul snatched and your feet possessed by the groove because The Haunted Hanley House is about to turn your Thursday night into a sanctuary of sound. Picture this: Riley, the wizard of wax, weaving tapestries of soulful house and euphoric disco, each record a chapter, each beat a heartbeat. It's not just a set; it's a guided tour through an auditory wonderland where every transition feels like a plot twist crafted just for your ears. You might think you know the drill, but trust me, you've never danced through a story quite like this. So grab your coolest crew and prepare for an existential boogie down that promises to haunt your playlists—and your memories—forever. Miss this, and risk wandering the indie scene with a serious case of FOMO.

If you're not at DJ Freeway's Dead Disco this Saturday, are you even alive? This isn't just another night out—it's an electric rebirth for the indie-electro scene. Picture this: the walls of a dimly lit warehouse pulsing with neon strobes, as Freeway spins a labyrinth of synth-heavy bangers that feel like New Order jamming with Justice on a cosmic highway. This isn't just a set; it's an immersive plunge into a retro-futurist rave where every beat feels like a secret handshake. The crowd? A patchwork of DIY fashion warriors and synthpop savants who know the difference between a good time and a religious experience. Skip it, and risk being the only one not vibrating with the afterglow come Monday. It’s 21+ because, honestly, the vibe is too elevated for anyone who still thinks "Clarity" is a Zedd album.

If you're not already vibing with Dom Dolla, it's time to recalibrate your playlists, because the Aussie house maestro is about to drop the beat on your existential ennui. Picture this: you're in a dimly lit warehouse, basslines reverberating through your bones, surrounded by a sea of vintage leather and ironic mullets. Dom Dolla's signature grooves are a sonic cocktail that’ll have you questioning the very essence of your dance floor existence. With tracks that promise to melt the winter chill, this isn't just a gig—it's a rite of passage for anyone who's ever claimed to know what’s up. Forget your friend's overpriced speakeasy—they’ll still be there next week. FOMO has a new soundtrack, and it's one you won’t want to miss.

Ready your crystal balls and dust off your broomsticks because the WITCHES & WIZARDS BALL is about to hex your Halloween into something truly mystical. As soon as the clock strikes 6:30 PM, the Foundation Room transforms into the ultimate spellbound sanctuary, where Last Call Legend, DJ Airro, Does It Creed?, and the ethereal Rachel Farr conjure an auditory potion potent enough to resurrect the spirits of shoegaze past and synthpop futures untold. Between sets, Krysta Privoznik will weave her musical sorcery, making even the most skeptical souls believe in magic. Plus, the 3-hour drink package means your cauldron will never run dry. This isn’t just a gig—it's a gathering of Chicago's elite coven, where every track and every sip promises to be enchantingly unforgettable. Whether you’re a muggle or a wizard, you’re going to want to feel this kind of magic. Just remember, this is strictly a 21+ spell, so leave the kids at home and let the night cast its charm.

Get ready to drop that existential ennui at the door because Weston Estate is about to turn the mundane into the magnificent. Set your Spotify on pause and prepare to absorb some raw, unfiltered sound waves at Outset, the standing-room-only haven for those who live life one chord progression at a time. With their genre-bending fusion of indie rock and soulful introspection, Weston Estate is the band your favorite underground artists are secretly obsessed with. This all-ages show promises an auditory experience as intoxicating as that first sip of cold brew on a crisp fall day. Remember, there's no re-entry, so make sure you're ready to commit to a night where foot-tapping evolves into full-on dancing—it’s the kind of kinetic therapy the cool kids only dream about. Trust us, you'll want to be front and center when these future legends take the stage.

Clear your calendar and cancel your plans—Allison Russell is descending upon our city, and she's not coming alone. With a voice that's both a gentle caress and a battle cry, Russell's set promises to be an emotional rollercoaster you won't want to miss. She's the kind of artist who can turn a dingy basement into a cathedral of sound, her folk-infused tales weaving tapestries of resilience and redemption. And as if that wasn't enough to make you drop everything, she's bringing along Autumn Nicholas, a rising star whose soulful melodies are like a warm hug from your coolest friend. Imagine a night where every chord strikes a nerve and every lyric feels like it was written just for you. This is the kind of show that leaves you breathless and somehow more alive—don't be the one who hears about it secondhand.

Emerging from the gritty underbelly of Brooklyn's sonic tapestry, GEESE is the band your favorite band is quietly obsessed with. This isn't just a gig—it's a high-voltage communion of post-punk revivalism and youthful defiance, where the DIY ethos crashes into a sonic wall of euphoric chaos. Imagine the sonic lovechild of Television's raw storytelling, with a touch of Parquet Courts' frenetic energy, all swirling amidst a backdrop of frenzied guitar riffs that could tear through the fabric of reality itself. It's the kind of night where decrepit warehouse walls will sweat with the resonance of something pure, raw, and urgent. If you're not there, perched on the edge of an existential epiphany with a PBR in hand, are you even part of the scene? Catch them now, or pretend you were there later.

The moon has risen over the city, casting a spectral glow that can only mean one thing: it’s time to get your spook on with Nightmare on Lincoln Street, the underground scene’s best-kept secret and your new Halloween obsession. This 21+ party promises to bring the haunt with more than just killer guitar riffs and a bassline that’ll rattle your bones. Get ready to lose yourself in a night of sonic sorcery, where the music is as intoxicating as the craft brews and the costume contest is more than just an excuse to flex your thrifting skills—it's your chance to become the stuff of legends.

Expect surprises lurking in every dark corner, from pop-up performances by synthpop ghouls to immersive art installations that blur the line between nightmare and reality. Whether you're a shoegaze witch, a lo-fi vampire, or just a soul in need of some serious sonic exorcism, this is the place where your Halloween dreams—and nightmares—come alive. Miss out, and you might as well be haunting the after-parties while everyone else is basking in the glow of a night that redefines what it means to be wickedly cool.

This Halloween, dive headfirst into a spectral symphony at the House of Blues Chicago, where DJ Saggitari is set to resurrect your nightlife from the dead. Graveyard Bash isn't just another costume party—it's a phantasmagorical congregation of ghouls, goths, and glamazons ready to unleash their otherworldly moves. As the clock strikes 9 PM, the air will thicken with beats so deep, they might just wake the undead. Feast on dangerously delicious delights and sip potions that promise to bubble up your bravest, boldest self. The night is peppered with wicked surprises—from tarot readings that peek into the great beyond to a costume contest that could crown you the sovereign of spook. Dance like everyone’s watching in a room that thrives on chaos and creativity. This isn't a night for the faint-hearted; it's an all-consuming, soul-stirring affair that promises to keep your FOMO at bay. So, slip on your finest afterlife attire and get ready to party like it's your last night on earth.

Mark your calendars, because Hoecus Pocus is back to hex your Halloween with a night that promises to be as spine-tingling as it is soul-thumping. Celebrating five years of sonic sorcery, this year’s Amercian Whorror Story edition transforms your typical Thursday into a cauldron of chaos and catharsis. The Bassment Approved 21+ soirée is a veritable who's who of the underground scene, where synths scream and guitars wail like banshees on a bender.

Expect a lineup that reads like a mad scientist's mixtape, conjuring the specter of shoegaze ghosts with the visceral bite of electro-punk poltergeists. This is not just a concert; it's a ritual of rhythm and rebellion, a place where the floorboards shake with spectral basslines and the air vibrates with the kind of authenticity you can't download. The night promises not just music, but a full-on sensory séance that'll leave you breathless, bewitched, and maybe a little bit bewidered.

So dust off your cobwebbed converse and prepare for a night where the only thing scarier than missing out is having to hear about it secondhand. Trust me, you don’t want to be the ghost of FOMO past.

Get ready to dive into the shadows and experience the ethereal allure of the underground at Nocturna: All Hallows' Eve Ball. Curated by the enigmatic DJ Scary Lady Sarah, this is the night where your wildest gothic dreams come to life. With a GlitterGuts Live Photobooth capturing your metamorphosis into a creature of the night and a costume contest offering cash prizes for the most spellbinding transformations, this is the event your Halloween-loving heart has been craving. Picture yourself swaying to the synth-laden beats under the eerie glow of strobe lights, surrounded by a sea of kindred spirits who dare to dance with the dark side. So slip into your most haunting ensemble and prepare for a night where the veil between this world and the next is as thin as the bassline pulsating through your bones. Doors creak open at 10 PM; remember, only the bold and the ID-equipped shall pass. Secure your tickets through Metro’s site, and step into a night that promises to be as unforgettable as it is otherworldly.

When the clock strikes ten on All Hallows' Eve, the underbelly of the indie scene awakens for THE HOT B!T@# HALLOWEEN PARTY—a spine-tingling spectacle fusing witchy beats with looks sharper than a vampire’s bite. Headlined by the electrifying Miss Toto and a lineup that reads like a candy-coated fever dream—Madeline's synths, Kitt Vesper's ethereal vocals, and Virago's visceral beats promise a night of sonic enchantment. Guided by hosts with charisma to spare—Alex Jenny, Eliel, and the iconic Kahmora Hall, among others—this party is set to be a haunting whirl of glam, grind, and glitter. Forget trick-or-treating; your night of hedonistic revelry awaits behind those doors. Just grab your ID and your boldest face, because this bash is strictly for those who dare to dance with the devil in their best Halloween getup. FOMO? More like FO-NO. Don't miss this.

This Friday night, escape the mundane and descend into an electrifying vortex of sound at The Electric Garden. The Transference are headlining with their genre-bending, synesthetic experience that feels like Kevin Shields and Thom Yorke jamming in a cosmic cathedral. Joining them, The Second Summer will cloak you in a haze of dreamy synths and bittersweet nostalgia—imagine Sofia Coppola scoring a Lynchian fever dream. And opening the evening, Hollow Bastion will shake your core with their raw, visceral energy, blending post-punk grit with shoegaze shimmer. This triple-threat lineup is the sonic holy grail for anyone hunting the next wave of indie royalty. Don your coolest thrifted ensemble and prepare for a night that will make your Spotify playlists quake with envy.

If you think you’ve seen it all in the indie scene, think again—L7 is about to shatter your jaded little heart. The riot grrrl legends are storming back with a ferocity that makes your favorite noise-pop act sound like background music at a corporate retreat. Prepare for a sonic baptism in pure, unadulterated grunge punk, where every chord slices through the air like a serrated knife and every lyric feels like a manifesto. Forget about the mainstream’s sanitized nostalgia trips; L7 is here to remind you why you fell in love with music that scares your parents. Expect sweat, chaos, and a crowd that knows every word—this is the stuff of underground legends, and you'll hate yourself for missing it. Grab your tickets, wear your coolest vintage band tee, and prepare for the kind of night your future self will brag about in DIY zine interviews.

If you’ve been feeling like your Spotify playlist is stuck on repeat, it’s time to come alive with New Constellations on their It Comes In Waves Tour. This isn’t just another show; it’s the sonic baptism your ears have been begging for. Portland’s dynamic duo, Harlee Case and Josh Smith, have been conjuring a musical universe so hypnotic, it’s already entranced 220 million streams with their debut single “Hot Blooded.” Now, they’re taking it live with a tour that's already got the indie world’s heart racing. Fresh off killer sets at Lollapalooza and Austin City Limits, they’re bringing their electric vibe to a stage near you, with support from the ethereal Vox Rea. Think you’re too cool for meet-and-greets? Think again. Early access, exclusive merch, and a chance to get up close and personal with the band are on the table. Whether you’re vibing in the pit or owning the balcony, missing this would be a crime against your eardrums. Secure your spot before you're left replaying someone else's IG stories.

Emerging from the gritty underbelly of Brooklyn's sonic tapestry, GEESE is the band your favorite band is quietly obsessed with. This isn't just a gig—it's a high-voltage communion of post-punk revivalism and youthful defiance, where the DIY ethos crashes into a sonic wall of euphoric chaos. Imagine the sonic lovechild of Television's raw storytelling, with a touch of Parquet Courts' frenetic energy, all swirling amidst a backdrop of frenzied guitar riffs that could tear through the fabric of reality itself. It's the kind of night where decrepit warehouse walls will sweat with the resonance of something pure, raw, and urgent. If you're not there, perched on the edge of an existential epiphany with a PBR in hand, are you even part of the scene? Catch them now, or pretend you were there later.

If your Halloween plans don’t already include Hallo-Queen! at the Metro & smartbar, you might want to rethink the meaning of "cool." This is not just a party; it's the place where dance music legends collide with boundary-pushing drag royalty for a night that'll have your phone practically begging for a battery pack. Picture this: Chip E and Derrick Carter taking turns decimating the dancefloor while Chris Cruse and DJ Minx slip you into a groove that even your Spotify algorithm couldn’t predict. Then there’s Michael Serafini, the poet laureate of Chicago house, spinning tales through vinyl. Hosting duties fall to the fabulous Lucy Stoole and Nico, with a guest appearance by Jaharia, ensuring you’ll be Instagramming stories as fast as you can capture them. Don’t sleep on Boxboy Rich's installations either; they're bound to be as mind-bending as the beats. Come armed with a valid ID and a readiness to redefine your concept of epic because this all-building event starts at 9 PM sharp, and trust me, you'll want to be there before the first drop hits.

If you're somehow still dragging your feet in a world that’s spinning faster than a broken turntable, George Clanton and Ryan Hemsworth are about to give you a reason to lace up those vintage Reeboks and step out of your sonic rut. Clanton, the vaporwave virtuoso who’s been tickling our nostalgia receptors with audacious beats and 90s flair, teams up with internet-era alchemist Hemsworth for a night that promises to blur every genre line you thought you knew. Think synths that shimmer like the last light of a CRT TV and beats that hit harder than your first heartbreak. This isn't just a gig; it's a pilgrimage for the sonically enlightened. Miss this, and risk being the one who talks about what could have been while the rest of us live the dream.

Get ready for a seismic shift in your sonic landscape as the masters of melancholic symphony, SOMBR, hit the road with their 'You Are The Reason' tour. Picture this - an ethereal blend of haunting vocals, sublime synth work, and poetic lyricism that's more potent than your darkest brew coffee, all delivered in the gritty yet intimate manner only SOMBR knows how to pull off.

This is not just a gig, it's an otherworldly musical pilgrimage, a labyrinth of sound and emotions that your earbuds have been craving. It's a chance to see up close the band that's been setting your favorite indie playlists on fire.

So, put on your best black skinny jeans, lace up those worn-out Chucks and prepare yourself for a night of beautifully brooding tunes from the frontlines of the indie scene. Then again, if you'd rather stay in and scour bandcamp for the next undiscovered gem, I completely understand. But remember, SOMBR wasn't always the headline act they are now. They, too, were once hidden deep in the depths of obscure algorithms.

Alright, cool cats and vinyl junkies, mark your calendars and set your alarms because this is the gig you don't want to miss. Boston Manor, Spaced, and Ben Quad are about to turn Bottom Lounge into the epicenter of your indie dreams. This line-up is like a secret handshake for those who know the scene and crave the thrill. Boston Manor brings that gritty, post-hardcore edge, while Spaced will teleport you to a dimension where punk is still raw and unapologetic. Ben Quad's math-rock wizardry will have you questioning reality itself. Tickets drop like a beat at a warehouse rave—quick and intense—so forget about scalpers and keep your eyes on the prize. Delayed tickets? Consider it just another nod to their lo-fi ethos, a chance to unplug before you plunge headfirst into the sonic abyss. Don't be that person who hears the stories secondhand. Be there, or be the one endlessly scrolling through Instagram stories, longing for the night that everyone else is talking about.

If your ears have been starving for something audaciously eclectic and unapologetically avant-garde, Tune-Yards is about to serve a feast that’ll leave you begging for seconds. Merrill Garbus is back, ready to transpose the walls of Outset into a kaleidoscope of polyrhythmic beats and looped vocals that defy the laws of sonic gravity. This all-ages, standing-room-only affair is a no-reentry zone, meaning once you're inside, you're locked into an unrelenting ride through a sonic landscape where afrobeat meets art-pop in a head-on collision. It's the kind of gig where sweat becomes a currency, and every echoing note feels like a secret handshake from the universe. So, slip on your most worn-out Chucks and prep your soul for an experience that’ll reverberate in your bones long after the final encore. Don't let the cool kids tell you about it later; be there to live it.

If your weekend plans don't include hitting up the MELODY ANGEL gig, you might as well toss your vintage band tees and call it a night. This Saturday, the subterranean sanctuary of sound enthusiasts is hosting a triple threat lineup that’s more electrifying than a lightning storm over Coachella. MELODY ANGEL is set to take you on an astral journey with her ethereal vocals that float through the room like whispers of a secret you can almost—but never fully—grasp. Opening the night, Peter Hunt and The Great Outdoors will unfurl their cinematic soundscapes, echoing the feeling of a Wes Anderson montage soundtracked by your wildest dreams. And let's not forget Ricky Liontones, whose gritty, garage-infused riffs could resurrect CBGB’s from the dead. This is the kind of night your future self will wish they could time travel back to, the kind that makes you yearn for the days when music still felt like magic. Don’t say we didn’t warn you when your social feeds blow up with highlights you missed.

Ready to get low with a maestro of the bottom end? Donny Benét, fresh off the tantalizing ripples of his 2022 EP, Le Piano, is back, and he's plucking at our heartstrings— and bass strings— like never before. With his latest offering, Il Basso, Benét celebrates the underdog of the band—the bass—the brooding pulse beneath our favorite anthems. Brandishing his new record like a weapon of mass seduction, Benét is hitting the road, binding us in the rich resonance of his bass-centric euphonies, and reworking all your favorite Benét bangers with a 'basso' twist.

This isn't just another gig—it's an expedition into the profound depths of music, where the bass reigns supreme and passion saturates the air. Donny and his band promise an evening teeming with heat, musical prowess, and an all-consuming reverence for the bass. Wear your finest normcore, folks. This is a bass baptism you'll want to be front row for.

Get ready to dive headfirst into the sonic abyss because BLITZKID is dragging their Modern Hel Tour through town, and it's the kind of night that will make your future self proud. This isn't just a gig—it's a full-throttle, immaculately curated journey through the band's latest blend of post-punk anthems and infectious synth-laden grooves. Picture yourself in a packed venue, shoulder to shoulder with fellow misfits, the air thick with anticipation and the faint scent of clove cigarettes. BLITZKID's live shows are as legendary as your vinyl collection, delivering a visceral punch with swirling guitars and haunting vocals that echo the ghosts of 80s underground clubs. Miss this, and you'll forever be that person who "almost went." Door's open at 8, but the stories you'll tell start here. Bring your vintage band tee and your best ‘I knew them before they were cool’ attitude—this is one for the history books.

If your soul needs a sonic cleanse, Basement is about to baptize you in a flood of reverb-drenched euphoria at the House of Blues Chicago. Doors swing open at 6PM, and by 7PM, you'll be awash in a tsunami of sound that defies the mundane. This all-ages gig is a golden ticket to a night where the only currency is raw emotion, and the only rule is to get lost in the rhythm. Imagine the basement shows of your dreams, but with the acoustics dialed up to 11 and a crowd that feels like home. Don't sleep on this, because nothing screams FOMO louder than watching the best night of your life unfold on someone else's Instagram story.

Prepare your most ironic outfit and brace yourself for an auditory hug from Parra for Cuva at Outset—a venue where the walls have stories and every corner whispers secrets. This is more than just a gig; it's an immersion into a soundscape where electronic whispers meet organic pulses, creating the kind of atmosphere that makes your heart beat in 7/8 time. Standing room only means you’ll be shoulder to shoulder with fellow sonic explorers, vibing to beats that effortlessly marry the ethereal and the earthly. No re-entry? No problem. Once you’re in, you won’t want to leave. Whether you’re a seasoned audiophile or an indie newbie, this is your ticket to momentary transcendence—a night that promises to be the backdrop to your next existential revelation. Don't just hear about it; live it.

If your Friday night plans don't already include a trek to the coolest back-alley venue in town, you're doing it wrong. Kelsey Montanez is headlining, and if you haven't seen her live, you're depriving yourself of an experience akin to finding a rare vinyl at a garage sale. Her voice is a soulful siren call that layers over gritty guitar riffs, creating a sonic tapestry as rich as your local thrift store's record bin.

But wait—Desperate Electric is also on the bill, and they're bringing their electrifying funk-infused rock that gets even the most stoic of hipsters moving like it's 2010 at a Passion Pit show. And just when you think the night couldn't get any more electric, Auto Flamingo steps in with their synth-heavy, neon-soaked melodies that could make even the most jaded Brooklynite raise an eyebrow.

This isn't just a gig; it's an existential experience wrapped in sound waves. Trust us, your Instagram feed will thank you for it. So, snag your tickets, dust off your coolest jacket, and prepare to feel that long-lost, pulse-quickening thrill of discovering something truly magical.

Ditch the same-old Spotify playlist for a night because Weatherday is set to breathe life into your mundane routine. This isn't just a gig, it's a one-of-a-kind sonic journey, brought to you by the indie darlings the hype machine can't stop buzzing about. Lock your calendars on April 10th, as Bottom Lounge opens its doors to a night that promises to be anything but ordinary.

Ticket sales are scalper-proof, putting you in the crowd alongside only the most dedicated of fans. Sure, you'll have to wait a bit longer than usual for your tickets, but rest assured, it's not some Kafkaesque bureaucratic nightmare. They'll land in your inbox just in time for you to strut into the venue, ready to be blown away by Weatherday's genre-bending soundscapes.

So, are you in? Because this is shaping up to be the kind of night you brag to your grandkids about. The kind of night where the bass throbs in your veins and memories are etched into the grooves of your favorite vinyl.

Ditch whatever pseudo-hip plans you thought you had this weekend because the universe has a new alignment: Jai Wolf's 10 Year Anniversary Tour is touching down at The Bellwether, and it's the kind of cosmic event you'll kick yourself for missing. Picture yourself in the Looking Glass Lounge—an exclusive, stage-adjacent oasis where the beats hit different, the drinks are crafted just for your refined taste, and the grazing table is as endless as Jai Wolf's soundscapes. This isn't just another gig; it's a sonic pilgrimage, where the indie kids and synth wizards unite under a kaleidoscope of lights and nostalgia. Forget your cash—the future is cashless, just like this unforgettable night. Access is limited, vibes are infinite. See you on the balcony, if you can make it past the velvet rope.

Clear your calendar and dust off your coolest vintage band tee, because Sophie Hunter is about to blow your mind in technicolor. Her STEREOSCOPE tour, a kaleidoscope of sound that’s already sold out faster than you can say "indie darling," is making a pit stop at The Echo, and if you miss it, you might as well disconnect your Wi-Fi and embrace FOMO full time. Joining her is Reysha Rami, the ethereal synthpop sorceress whose beats could make even the most stoic hipster crack a smile—and maybe even break into a dance. This isn't just a gig; it's the sonic baptism you've been waiting for, a euphoric immersion into a world where lo-fi dreams meet high-voltage reality. Check The Echo's socials and website for updates, but really, if you're not already refreshing them obsessively, are you even living?

Picture this: it's 8 PM on a Friday, and the doors to your next favorite night are creaking open. GNUMAN * Thicc Lizzy is the double-headline combo you didn't know you needed but absolutely do. GNUMAN, with their gritty, synth-soaked soundscapes, will make you feel like you're floating in a neon dream, while Thicc Lizzy brings the wail of glam rock through a kaleidoscope of modern indie flair. Think Bowie meets Beach House in a dimly lit basement where the walls pulse with the music. It's the kind of show that makes you lose track of time, and where the crowd's collective energy could power a small city. Make sure your ID’s at the ready—this is a 21+ gig that promises to be a badge of honor for those who enter. So grab a drink, find your spot in the thrumming mass of cool kids, and let the FOMO consume whoever didn't score a ticket. This is one for the books—or at least your Instagram story.