This was one of those nights when you find yourself thinking, “Is this group playing in front of me at this little club the best rock band in the world?” The Wrens are certainly up there on the list of best live bands, and they were in fine, fine form tonight. Few other groups can build such a sense of drama as they go from quiet moments (a little flick on the guitar strings or the soft beat of a shaker) to rampaging rock. You can also sense the camaraderie and playfulness of these guys. Bassist/keyboardist/singer Kevin Whelan is a nutcase on stage, with a ton of reckless energy that includes jumping (or falling) into the crowd… When he came back onstage for the encore he leaped over the keyboard, hitting his foot on the keys with a clunk and then tumbled onto the floor. As he said, “If you want polish, go see a Maroon 5 concert.” I’ll stick with the Wrens, thank you.