You've had a grouchy day. Humans have not been at their best. Gadgets have gone haywire. Cats have vomited. But you drag yourself to the club and it's dark and perhaps you have a tasty beverage and then that sound comes... quiet quiet quiet and CRRRRAROARSWELLBOOM! The crescendo comes and you can't help but smile, and luckily it's dark, so you don't lose your curmudgeon cred, but whoa. Post rock makes things better.
