Palaye Royale Brings Chaos and Connection to White Oak Music Hall

White Oak Music Hall felt like it was on fire as Palaye Royale tore through their set with pure, unfiltered energy. The second the lights dropped and “Death or Glory” kicked in, the crowd erupted, and from there, it was nonstop madness.

Lead singer Remington Leith was an absolute force. One moment he’s on stage, the next he’s parkoured on one of the tall speakers. Jumping, climbing, and throwing himself into every moment like he was possessed by the music. He didn’t just perform; he lived every note. At some points, he was practically in the crowd, reaching out to hold hands, making direct eye contact, and pulling everyone into the chaos with him. I noticed before this, he gave the barricade a cheeky, devious smile before hopping off the stage and giving them something to remember him by.

The setlist was stacked, bouncing between fan favorites and deeper cuts. “Little Bastards”, “You’ll Be Fine”, and “No Love in LA” had the crowd screaming along, while “Just My Type” and “Addicted” turned into full-blown singalongs. Then came “Dying in a Hot Tub” and “For You”, slowing things down just enough to hit everyone right in the chest before diving back into the rush of “Dead to Me” and “Mr. Doctor Man”. The last song felt like a riot in the best way possible—sweaty, loud, and unforgettable.

I witnessed pure madness unfold right before my eyes. Not just from the band, but from the whole crowd themselves. Arms raised, voices hoarse from the screaming. Sebastian thrashing through riffs that felt like they could shake the walls down, and Emerson completely locked in on the drums. There was no turning back from the chaos.

Palaye Royale doesn’t just play music; they throw themselves into it. Between the sweat, the screams, and the wild energy, it was one of those nights you walk away from buzzing, knowing you just witnessed something insane. Houston showed up, and Palaye Royale gave them everything they had.

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