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I have a love-hate relationship with post rock. It can be deeply engaging at times, especially when enjoyed at the Esplanade Outdoor Theatre, where the sound is always impeccably balanced and the smoke machines ever billowing. But it can also breed a sort of pretentiousness that somehow plays against the genre. Maybe it is because the appreciation can be quite open ended, like how each of us may appreciate a sunset in a different way, even though it's the same indifferent star disappearing into the horizon.