Celebrating its tenth anniversary, the Virginia Beach indie-rock darlings embarked on a nostalgic and electric evening, treating the sold-out crowd to the album in its entirety for the first time on tour. Texas air, heavy with heat and the coming summer, pressed close inside the venue—but no one seemed to care. The music had a gravitational pull, keeping everyone rooted, sweating and swaying as though caught in its orbit.
Opening the night, Horse Jumper of Love stepped softly into their half-hour set, filling the room with their unique take on slowcore rock. The Boston trio is all about mood, using space as their greatest asset. Echoing guitars lingered in the air as if suspended, before crashing down in waves of distortion that rippled through the crowd.

Horse Jumper of Love embraced the Dallas stage with their signature mix of slowcore intimacy and shoegaze.
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“Thank you so much to Turnover for having us on this tour,” the band said before leaving the stage, and their sincerity mirrored the heart their music carried.
Then came Balance and Composure, storming the stage with energy that recharged the gradually warming crowd. Hailing from Doylestown, Pennsylvania, the band has long been Turnover’s kin in the realms of emo-infused indie rock and post-hardcore. They wasted no time pulling fans into their sonic realm.
Tracks like “restless,” the standout opener from their 2024 album with you in spirit, showcased a captivating blend of shoegaze layering and raw vocal passion. Frontman Jon Simmons’ voice carried with an undeniable urgency, his words landing like verse after verse of personal poetry.

Balance and Composure’s frontman Jon Simmons poured heart and soul into every note, captivating the Dallas crowd.
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Under psychedelic lighting and a swirl of colors, Balance and Composure's set pulsed with raw energy.
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With the room buzzing from Balance and Composure, Turnover walked onstage to a wave of fervent cheers, ready to deliver the reason most were there. Austin Getz, frontman and guitarist, greeted the crowd with a warmth that matched the still-climbing temperatures in the venue. Clad in a War Hungry tee that clung to his muscled arms, he joked, “Thanks for sweating it out with us tonight.” Then, with little preamble, the opening notes of Peripheral Vision’s first track, “Cutting My Fingers Off,” floated out; the room dissolved into a collective singalong.
For the next 40 minutes, Turnover gave us Peripheral Vision as it was but with little tweaks that underlined how much the band has evolved. In its final notes, “Hello Euphoria” was awash in distortion, a creative touch that brought new life to the decade-old track.

Casey Getz kept the beat alive on drums, showcasing the musical bond he shares with his brother and frontman, Austin Getz.
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“This album always meant a lot to us,” Getz reflected between songs. “But seeing all your faces, singing along, this makes it mean even more.”
The band’s energy pulsed higher as the night progressed. Peripheral Vision’s popular “Dizzy on the Comedown” turned the crowd into an echo chamber, voices harmonizing with Getz in a moment that felt both intimate and soaring. The set wrapped with the lush tones of “Intrapersonal,” which held the room spellbound before breaking into applause that shook the foundation.
But Turnover didn’t stop there. Their subsequent setlist pulled from albums spanning their career, including the atmospheric “Tears of Change” from Myself in the Way and the breezy yet grounding “Super Natural” from Good Nature. They even gave fans a taste of the future, slipping in two untitled new tracks without a word of introduction. The crowd responded with steady motion, proving connection doesn’t depend on familiarity. And as a surprise capstone, they blasted into their 2013 punk-era banger “Most of the Time.” It hit like a bolt of lightning, wrapping the evening in a final storm of movement and noise. Walking out of the venue, the warm air outside almost felt like a relief. Yet no one seemed in a rush to leave. Strangers caught their breath on the sidewalk, swapping their favorite moments and bopping to the music still alive in their heads.