The Story So Far Headline Stacked Dallas Bill With Neck Deep, Origami Angel, and Pain of Truth

The Bomb Factory in Dallas was electric last night- the crowd buzzing in anticipation of the stacked lineup of pop punk/emo bands The Story So Far, Neck Deep, Origami Angel, and Pain of Truth.

Kicking off the night, Pain of Truth brought a heavier, more hardcore-tinged energy than what the later sets would carry. As the “hardcore ass-beaters” in the support bill (per tour announcement) they served as the raw, unfiltered, adrenaline spike. Their set helped raise the pit energy early, warming the crowd up from lighter moods into full intensity.

When Origami Angel took the stage, the tone shifted toward more emo / melodic dynamics. Their reputation for blending technical musicianship, emotive vocals, and dynamic songwriting made them a perfect mid-bill band to balance the energy. By then the crowd was already  buzzing, and Origami Angel fed on that — creating singalong moments, highlight transitions, and giving the audience a bit of breath before things ramp up.

As the “direct support” slot, Neck Deep had a lot on their shoulders to carry momentum into the headliner. They leaned heavily on tracks from Life’s Not Out To Get You and The Peace and The Panic to ensure the energy stayed high. Their set is built for unity: singalongs, crowd-moments where you look around and see dozens, hundreds, maybe thousands, mouths moving in unison to lyrics that clearly mean something to them. Neck Deep didn’t just build up to The Story So Far — they carried the crowd there.

When The Story So Far hit the stage at The Bomb Factory in Dallas, the room didn’t just come alive — it ignited. From the opening riff to the final chords, their set was a journey of sheer energy, nostalgia, and emotional weight.

They balanced new with old, the heavier with the soft. Songs like “Things I Can’t Change” pulled at nostalgia: friendships past, heartbreak, nights you thought would never end. Then paired against newer tracks from I Want To Disappear, with lyrics shaped by growth, regrets, the weight of time. The music sounded tighter than ever — guitars crisp, drums powerful, but never overwhelming — so that the vocals always came through, so you felt heard.

The crowd already knew the lyrics to every song; they were singing them back before the chorus even fully kicked in. From the floor to the balcony, bodies were moving, voices roaring.

As the set pushed toward its end, The Story So Far shifted into overdrive. You could sense the energy building: faster songs, heavier riffs, bigger choruses. “All Wrong” supplied one of the emotional explosions — the kind of moment where the pit opens fully and people abandon any pretense of staying in one spot. The screams layered over the guitars felt cathartic, raw.

And then the encore — “Quicksand”— delivered the final punch. It left no room for breath: just intensity, unity, and the lingering aftershock of adrenaline. The kind of ending that makes you leave the show a little hoarse, a little sweaty, and strangely satisfied in a way you didn’t expect when walking in.