Rock ruled at the 7th St. Entry when the cities own New Primals took care of business on a sweaty Thursday night. Adding to the sonic assault were Denim Matriarch and Mister Wes.
Starting the night off on an energetic note were Mister Wes. Hailing from Stillwater, the three piece band rocked right out of the gate. Upbeat and approachable, the band’s friendly demeanor had folks who arrived early bouncing and smiling. At one point they even asked the crowd what their favorite color was. They had a sound reminiscent of Parquet Courts and proved to be an excellent appetizer.
Next up were locals Denim Matriarch . While their stage presence may have been more subdued than the previous band, the sonic tumult hit just as hard. Kinda grunge, kinda prog, Denim Matriarch have a distinctive sound. All of them are obviously accomplished musicians, incorporating uncommon time signatures into architecturally complicated aural formations.fifteen minutes to catch their breath before New Primals emerged from between the black curtains in the back of the Entry stage. Self described as “chaotically spastic but danceable”, they started their set like the were shot out of a cannon. The pandemonium on stage couldn’t disguise the fact that these guys are seasoned performers. Tight harmonies and complex compositions were juxtaposed against the never ending tumult that ensued on stage. At one point, the drummer donned a guitar and asked the crowd for any Red Hot Chilli Peppers requests. Amazingly fun and energetic, New Primals just flat out smoked.
While each band had a unique sound, the energy generated Thursday night could power all of the air conditioners in the Twin Cities for a month.