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SHOW REVIEW: Microwave @ Showbox Sodo (4/3/26)

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9.0 Must See
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Review by Rachael Dowd

On April 3, Microwave gave the Showbox SoDo crowd a night to remember, with equal parts catharsis, chaos, and quiet reflection as they celebrated the 10-year anniversary of Much Love.

From the moment they opened with “Roaches,” there was a palpable tension in the room, the kind that only Microwave seems to harness so well. Nathan Hardy’s vocals cut through the thick, distorted guitars with a mix of grit and vulnerability, setting the tone for a set that would swing seamlessly between explosive and intimate. “Lighterless” and “Dull” followed in quick succession, immediately igniting the crowd as bodies pressed forward, voices already hoarse before the night had fully settled in.

What makes Microwave’s live show hit so hard isn’t just the volume or the intensity; it’s the emotional precision. Songs like “Neighbors” and “Busy” landed with a restless urgency, while “Drown” and “Vomit” pushed things into darker, more visceral territory. The band never lingered too long in one space; instead, they let the set breathe, ebbing and flowing in a way that felt intentional rather than performative.

Midway through, “Whimper” and “Homebody” offered a brief moment to exhale. The crowd swayed instead of surged, hanging onto every word. “Wrong” and “Keeping Up” brought that tension back to the surface, with the latter feeling especially sharp; its anxious pacing mirrored in the crowd’s constant motion.

One of the most unexpected and quietly powerful moments came with “Georgia On My Mind.” Stripped of the distortion that defined much of the night, it showcased Hardy’s ability to hold a room with restraint alone. It was a reminder that beneath the band’s jagged edges lies a deep well of sincerity.

But Microwave didn’t stay subdued for long. “Let’s Start Degeneracy” and “Circling the Drain” snapped the energy back into place, leading into a late-set run that felt almost relentless. The tracks hit like emotional gut punches, the crowd shouting back every lyric with a kind of desperate clarity.

Microwave’s performance at Showbox SoDo wasn’t about spectacle; it was about connection. Every distortion-heavy breakdown, every quiet lyric, every shouted chorus felt shared between band and audience. It’s that balance between chaos and control, vulnerability and force that continues to set them apart.

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