If you’ve been tuned into the indie-rock scene lately, you’ve probably heard of Geese, the Brooklyn-based band making massive noise. The group is made up of Cameron Winter on vocals, keyboards, and guitar, Emily Green on guitar, Dominic DiGesu on bass, and Max Bassin on drums. Geese has taken the rock world by storm with their latest album Getting Killed, which was released just a month ago. They have already gathered a devoted following, sold-out shows across the country, and proven that Geese is more than just another rock band. I think they carry something really unique and special that And if you’re not tapped in yet, what are you waiting for?

The minute I stepped into the Gothic Theatre on Monday night, the energy was palpable. Tickets had been sold out for weeks, reselling for hundreds of dollars, and the crowd buzzed with the kind of anticipation that makes your stomach flip before the lights even dim. For me, it felt almost historic, like catching a band right before they outgrow the small venues forever. 

Cool, calm, and collected, the band took the stage to cheers from the crowd. They opened their set with “Husbands,” seamlessly flowing into the title track from Getting Killed. As the night went on, they played a well-rounded mix from their discography, keeping everyone fully engaged and immersed in the sheer joy of the show.

The stage setup was stripped down and simple. Just the four of them and their instruments, confident enough to let their music carry the night. Blue, yellow, and white lights pulsed and shifted, sometimes flashing, sometimes still, each hue matching the emotion of the song without the need for an elaborate scene. 

There’s an effortless chemistry between them, like friends who stumbled into brilliance by accident almost. They separate themselves from the typical indie rock mold with Winter’s sharp, elastic vocals and Green’s angular, melodic guitar riffs, blending post-punk grit with art-rock ambition.

Throughout the set, the crowd didn’t hesitate to move. Mosh pits opened up and would stay open, with hands flying and heads bopping everywhere. People were shouting along to “Trinidad” and embracing one another during “Au Pays du Cocaine”. The room felt alive, a little chaotic but a rare kind of collective joy that only happens when a band is at the edge of something big.

The day before the show the band’s tour bus blew out one of their tires. Instead of tossing it, they signed the tire and auctioned it off during the show; with plans to donate the proceeds to the Colorado Immigrant Rights Coalition in Denver. It was a small but meaningful gesture; a reminder that Geese’s influence extends beyond the stage. In a world where fame can feel self-serving, they continue to prove that their impact runs deeper than the music itself.

Geese is one of those bands that gives you hope for the future of rock, the kind that reminds you why you fell in love with live music in the first place. They’re timeless in that way: a band my little sister, who enjoys indie pop-folk, could love, but also one my dad, who grew up on classic rock, might appreciate. It’s easy to see that they’re on their way to becoming one of the most influential bands of our time, with this album already ranking among my favorites of the year. And if you can manage to find a ticket to see them live, I couldn’t recommend it enough — it’s an experience you won’t want to miss.