The room’s energy seemed to render Aramis Johnson speechless. “I was having so much fun I forgot,” the 26-year-old frontman of the Tacoma rock band Enumclaw confessed after blanking on some lyrics while the group played a song called “Cinderella.”
It was March, and the four-piece was opening for Naked Giants, another local but more-established band, at Seattle’s Neumos. But if you walked into the venue a blank slate, you might assume, based on the crowd’s palpable excitement, that Enumclaw was the main act. When familiar tracks muscled into the setlist, lyrics were sung back. A throng of people at the center of the increasingly-packing-it-in crowd attempted enthusiastically to mosh, which Johnson condoned on the condition its practitioners “just be courteous” while slamming into each other.
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