The Colostomy Bag: Death Cab for Cutie at Sasquatch

Sometimes here at the Nurse's station, among all the glorious and coveted music, we come across a few epic disasters. ranging from shit-stinking albums to bowel obstructing performances.  Most recently, Death Cab for Cutie's performance at Sasquatch Music Festival has been added to the Colostomy Bag.  My main problem with Death Cab is their attitude problem (and also Ben Gibbard's sideburns).  They act like they are the single greatest band to exist, when in truth, they are just another cookie-cutter pop band that lacks originality.  Also, they may rival Morrissey for being the popes of mope, but Morrissey commits more to his whining.  Death Cab will take a song, make it sound upbeat but then call it "No Sunshine" just to... I don't know... be ironic or something?  All I know is that I'm growing very tired of their repetitive emo behavior.  Anyways, Death Cab used to be one of my favorite bands in high school but now I'm just mad at them.  I left their performance halfway at Sasquatch to see Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks (who were much more kick-ass) because to be perfectly frank, I was bored.  They lack so much energy when they are up on stage and it causes me to doubt whether music is their passion.  All in all, the boys of Death Cab lack spice and need to bring some heat to their performances or else they will be playing at bar mitzvah's and backyard weddings in the next few years.