I think we can all agree that Citizen put out one of the best records of 2017. The bands third (and much anticipated) record titled ‘As You Please’ was released this past October. As someone who takes forever to listen to new releases and is often a skeptic, I was pleasantly surprised. ‘As You Please’ was soon added to my daily rotation of music, so I was thrilled when I found out they were headlining The Regent Theater.

Kids lined up outside the venue anxiously waiting for the doors to open and snapping pictures of the marquee to pass the time. Seattle openers Great Grandpa graced the stage with an eclectic mix of grunge and pop rock, reminiscent of Hole and Veruca Salt. Sorority Noise was up next, clearly a crowd favorite and very energetic. I had never seen or heard of Sorority Noise before, but I was very impressed (they give me 90’s Weezer vibes).

Citizen graced the stage and was welcomed with cheers and applause. The last time I saw Citizen was sometime in 2014 at The First Unitarian Church in Philadelphia, and I have to admit, I wasn’t much of a fan back then. But, one thing I do remember is their incredibly loyal fan base stage diving and screaming their hearts out to every song.

Three years later, I was blown away by their performance. The band opened with “Jet” (the first song off “As You Please”) my personal favorite, which reminds me of “No One Really Wins” by Copeland. They played a generous amount of songs off their newest release, and ended with “The Summer” off their debut record “Youth”.

My only complaint about this performance was the drunk girl who decided to storm the stage and invade singer Mat Kerekes personal space by wrapping her arms around him and attempting to kiss him after he specifically asked for that NOT to happen. I can’t believe it’s 2017 and people still think it’s OK to force themselves on performers doing their job. Male or female, it’s not ok to do this, ever. Whether it’s your favorite performer, a stranger, or someone you know, it’s never ok to touch someone without their consent, drunk or sober. There is no excuse. This was my only complaint that so rudely interrupted an otherwise incredible and flawless performance.