Broncho Brings the Fire

Broncho played to its excited Salt Lake City fans at the Urban Lounge on Wednesday, June 18, easily the sweatiest concert of 2025 so far. Newsflash? Utah summer is in full effect.

After a short film replaced an opening band — one that felt not unlike a discovered cologne commercial hailing from another universe, then set on a terrifying loop — the Oklahoma-based indie rockers took the small stage and immediately got down to business. The job at hand: creating and maintaining a vibe. Amid a lot of smoke and a maximum dose of reverb, the four members — Ryan Lindsey (guitar, vocals), Ben King (guitar), Penny Pitchlynn (bass), and Nathan Price (drums) — were fully invested in giving the crowd an experience. No banter. No stories collected from their travels. They came to share what they’d created, song after song in the band’s growing catalog, only pausing for seconds in between each, performing favorites like “Class Historian,” “Think I Pass,” and “Funny.” It also bears mentioning that Lindsey, in the right kind of light, looked like a young Bob Dylan, and he was just as serious and intense as that fascinating curmudgeon usually is. 

Was their music shoegaze? Hypnotic dream pop? A gauzy throwback to yesteryear? A brighter nod to Beach House? And, well, do answers to those questions matter? Perhaps it’s better not to label what they are or what they’re doing. Just know that if you were there and among the stalwarts, the gently bobbing dancers, the lovers folding themselves into one another and choosing to stay impossibly close despite the heat, the atmosphere Broncho shared was strong. The vibe they brought with them held. And if you closed your eyes and gave in, everything about the show felt as it should. It 100 percent made sense.

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