Passion Pit

Passion Pit’s return to the stage feels like a rare treat for anyone who remembers the first time “Sleepyhead” rattled their headphones. Michael Angelakos and company have always thrived on the tension between bright, sugar-rush synths and lyrics that cut a little deeper than you’d expect. Live, that contrast hits even harder. The setlist leans into the band’s knack for turning personal anxieties into communal singalongs, and the crowd’s energy tends to match the band’s jittery optimism. If you’re after a night that’s more cathartic than nostalgic, this is it. The Telegraph Room upgrade is a nice touch for those who want to dodge the usual venue chaos, but the real draw is hearing those shimmering hooks bounce around a room full of people who know every word. It’s a reminder of how good pop can feel when it’s a little bit weird.