@TwiceBitten said:

I am gonna go out on a limb and say that, though my following comment will be completely unnecessary, and while OP has already endured enough negativity, this kind of anal retentive “music appreciation” is the exact opposite of the spirit in which the music is created.

Ok. Think I'm going to draw the line at this one, and being that this might be the 50th comment in this thread it's making it hard for me to resist. And I find this all incredibly interesting.

Pop quiz: what was the central theme to this everlasting spoof of a thanksgiving review (and really, not one person appreciated the plasma/gravy analogy??)? It was gratitude. Gratitude for the band, gratitude for aspects of the community, gratitude for the emotional impact of music.

You know what creates the space for the spirit of music to exist at all? Highs and lows. Order and chaos. Tension and release. Making room for the full breadth of the experience that the music and the scene can evoke, taking it seriously, without taking oneself too seriously, and clinging too desperately to one outcome or the other seems to me to be perfectly aligned with the spirit and space in which music is created. I certainly hope so because this band's music has been helping inform that worldview of mine for quarter century now. And there are few things in the world for which I'm more grateful.

On the other hand, there are a few folks in this thread who sure seem seriously butthurt about what some 39-year old Canadian baby boomer they've never met has to say. You'd think by reading some of these comments that I was standing at the back of the room with my arms crossed and a frown on my face. I danced my ass off. I whistled and cheered. I had my fists in the air screaming "Stand up!" and sang along to every word of "I Didn't Know" which is more than I can say for most of the people in the room. The last decade of this band has been a bonus that I never thought we'd get, and then some. I freakin' wept when they raised the banner at MSG. And I'm gonna call out a butchered Golgi Apparatus when I see one. It makes my experience richer. What it does for yours is your problem. But I'm happy to talk--or dance--it through with you.