feeble little horse Turns Up the Heat at a Sold-Out St. Louis Show
St. Louis, Missouri - July 26, 2026
There are plenty of bands making noisy indie rock, but not many do it quite like feeble little horse. The Pittsburgh four-piece plays with layers of fuzzy guitars and glitchy synths. It's loud and chaotic in the best way.
With the release of their newest album, Bitknot, the band continues to push that sound even further. The record bounces between themes of technology, consumerism, and connection while experimenting with sounds and production. Listening to Bitknot alone in your room is an experience on its own, but seeing feeble little horse live makes it clear that these songs were meant to be shared with a crowd. Every guitar strum, synth, and sudden burst of noise feels that much bigger in person, making for an incredibly fun live show.
Sunday night in St. Louis, with temperatures pushing close to 100 degrees, the historic Cherokee District still felt alive. The streets surrounding Off Broadway were busy with people waiting to see feeble little horse. Despite the summer heat hanging over the city, people kept pouring in until Off Broadway was packed wall to wall for the sold-out show.
Small details made the stage feel personal before the band even played a note. A pink horse and matching pink cord hung from frontwoman Lydia Slocum's mic stand perfectly tying in with her pink top covered in tiny music notes. Tiny stuffed animals were scattered around the stage adding to the cuteness of the show.
Opening with "Freak," feeble little horse wasted no time setting the tone for the night. The set featured plenty of songs from Bitknot, including "Rewind" and "Dior," while also digging into older material with songs like "Chores" from the band's debut album, Hayday.
Between songs, Lydia Slocum was super relaxed and honestly hilarious. The way she talked with the crowd made her feel like just another 23-year-old hanging out with friends, much like a lot of the people packed into the room that night. Her easygoing personality made it clear why the audience connected with her so quickly. At one point she joked that it felt like we were all "swimming in a hot bathtub together," which couldn't have been more accurate as the room grew hotter and more humid with every song.
Lydia leaned into another sarcastic joke about being in St. Louis. Referring to the city's most recognizable landmark, "When we drove past the Arch, I began to tear up." The line landed perfectly, earning laughs from the crowd.
As the set came to a close, Lydia grabbed her sparkly dog purse, casually swung it over her shoulder, and strutted offstage like a diva. It was the perfect ending to a sweaty summer night.
With plenty of U.S. dates still ahead before they head to Europe and eventually make their way to the West Coast, there's still time to catch a feeble little horse show and experience the sound that's been grabbing the attention of indie fans all year.
