We don’t know why our flute player, Seth, is so fucking bummed in this pic. Maybe cause it’s easy to feel lost in a sea of bands in Austin. Maybe it’s because it’s hard to feel that anything matters in this festival’s constant bombardment of self-promotion by corporate and wannabe-corporate businesses. Anyway, we did what we do and rocked the Des Moines Embassy tent pretty damn hard. All in all it was a good day.