Like most people at Tipitina's last night, I had waited a decade or more to witness your live show. I also drove two hours, and paid my hard earned money to see you play some songs. In two hours, you did not play much. You set drones for almost an hour of your performance. Few if any of the paid attendees to your show came to see you sitting on the floor tweaking the knobs on your amps for a full hour out of two. We came to hear the songs that have been keeping us hopeful over the last decade that you might get back together, and that we might finally get a chance to see you live. You even posted the word "Hope" continuously on the screen behind you. What you actually did was crush it. I got the worst sinking feeling during the one chord of the "middle drone" of your set that this was actually the show. What really made me sad was the thought that almost exactly a year ago, I saw Explosions in the Sky play a killer set in the same venue. Explosions in the Sky is supposed to be the derivative, pop version of you, and yet, in the decade you have been gone, they have surpassed you. Their albums have become complete originals, sounding like no one else, standalone novels made entirely of music. Their set was loud, emotional, and satisfying. That's all I wanted from you, and you didn't deliver. Why come all the way from Canada to sit on the floor and tweak buttons? I feel like you owe me another show.
In fact, until you rectify this, you have actually lowered my opinion of the entire nation of Canada. So here is a picture of Explosions in the Sky.