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Ratboys build their songs around Julia Steiner's clear, conversational voice and Dave Sagan's melodic guitar, a Chicago mix of porch twang and college-rock crunch. After years of steady touring, their sound widened on 2023's The Window, tracked with producer Chris Walla at the Hall of Justice in Seattle.

Quiet Then Loud, On Purpose

Expect a set that tucks hushed story pieces between bigger burners, with likely turns through Elvis Is in the Freezer, Black Earth, WI, and the title track The Window. The crowd at a 93XRT winter show leans multigenerational: flannels over parkas, radio lifers nodding next to zine-toting students and friends dragged along who end up leaning in. You might spot a battered Jazzmaster and a small pedalboard doing the heavy lifting while the rhythm section keeps it roomy and tight. Early fact: Ratboys began as a Notre Dame dorm-room project before relocating to Chicago and signing with Topshelf Records. Another tidbit: they often track live in the room to keep the breath in the takes, which shows when the choruses bloom on stage. Treat the song picks and production notes here as informed guesses, not a guarantee.

Parkas, Zines, and a Soft-Volumed Singalong

The scene tilts cozy and practical: winter layers stuffed under chairs, vintage tees over thermals, and a run of tote bags that look like they came from local bookstores. You hear low murmurs during verses and a full-voiced swell on refrains, the kind of sing that trades volume for warmth.

Parka Chic, Zine Brains

Between songs, folks swap notes on pedal settings and favorite deep cuts, and more than a few compare colored-vinyl variants at the merch table. Posters lean risograph-bright, and shirts favor hand-drawn fonts over glossy photos, matching the music's hand-built feel. When a long outro spins up, claps land on twos and fours without anyone directing traffic, and the room finds the pocket on instinct. If you are plotting where to catch it, the mood stays true whether it is a theater or a club, especially when this tour hits your city. After the closer, the goodbyes are unhurried, with polite lines for the table and a scatter of friends planning which record to play on the ride home.

Strings, Stacks, and Slow-Burn Surprises

Live, Steiner keeps her melodies centered and unforced, letting the words ride while harmonies bloom around her in the choruses. Sagan often favors open tunings and drop-D shapes for chime and weight, so the riffs ring while the low strings punch.

Small Moves, Big Shifts

Drums stay conversational, with brushes or rim clicks in the verses shifting to full-stick crashes when the songs crest. Bass lines favor movement over mud, trailing the vocal cadence before locking fifths to nail the downbeats. They will stretch a bridge or tag an outro when the room is with them, turning a three-minute tune into a slow-burn ramp without losing shape. On a song like Black Earth, WI, expect a patient build that stacks guitars and backing vocals until the coda feels like a warm engine. The light plot suits the music: soft tungsten for the narratives, deeper blues and ambers when the fuzz pedals land, with simple strobes used sparingly. These choices keep the focus on the playing, making small arrangement tweaks feel like big weather shifts.

Kindred Spirits on the Road

Fans of Hop Along will recognize the mix of storytelling and sudden dynamic spikes, plus a similar fondness for guitar lines that feel sung as much as played. Waxahatchee overlaps in the way plainspoken vocals carry heavy feeling without theatrics, drawing a crowd that listens hard then belts the chorus. Big Thief shares the quiet intensity and love of texture, so people who crave small sonic details will find plenty to chew on here. Pinegrove lands nearby too, especially in the earnest, open-chord sway that turns rooms into communal hums. Together these artists sketch a lane where indie rock keeps country edges and punk timing, and Ratboys sit comfortably in that neighborhood. If those bands live on your playlists, this bill should feel like a familiar street with a new cafe on the corner.