I tried to tell you all about Seaweed immediately after the festival on Sunday, but the stupid internet ate my long-ass post and I got too frustrated to post it again. So here it is, a day or so late and written for a second time, but I’m still giddy over how exciting it was to see my favorite band to ever come out of Tacoma again.

I stayed at the Seattle Center on Saturday to see Schoolyard play the Mainstage, so I missed the band’s pre-Bumber show at the High Dive Saturday night (heard it was great, though, anyone go?), but their Sunday night set at the Sky Church did everything my sixteen-year-old heart was hoping they’d do.

The setlist is a blur—I neglected to take any notes because I was just too captivated to even try writing things down, but they played for an hour to a grateful crowd that sang and jumped along to every beat and every word. Their list of songs spanned their entire discography—they played stuff off Spanaway, Actions and Indications, even Weak, and towards the end, as their shirts became soaked in sweat, they never got winded. They’re older, but they still fucking rock.

Throughout, the band was clearly having a great time and very excited to be back on stage together—it was evident by the many smiles they exchanged during the set. And new drummer Jesse Fox (of Polecat and Leuko fame) brought a hard-hitting, youthful energy to the low-end, refreshing many of the songs that are over a decade old. These are songs the band had been playing for years, but this weekend was the first time Fox ever got to play them live… nothing felt at all stale and their melodic, heavy, loud rock sounds just as relevant today as anything else out there.

If some 16-year old kid had stumbled across the show, not knowing Seaweed’s history, he’d probably think this is some new band doing it right straight out of the gates. Even the couple of new tracks they debuted are just as huge and strong as the older material—clearly the years haven’t worn on them too much.

If you missed it, you’re dumb. BUT, the band did say they’ll be playing again in Tacoma (their hometown, it’s only fair), in the sorta near future, so keep your calendars open around the last week of December because Seaweed still totally fucking kill it.