Living in New Zealand, I hadn't ever had the opportunity to see my favorite band live. Cue an opportunity to come to the UK in 2015, I planned my trip around the band playing at Colston Hall in Bristol. Upon arriving at the train station, I walked up to my hotel room past fire engines putting out a large plume of smoke in what looked like residential buildings - not realising it was next to the location of the gig that night. I soon realised the significance however - and my afternoon involved hours of sitting my hotel room checking twitter for updates every 15 seconds. Thankfully I was rewarded with the gig going ahead, and an incredible evening I had been waiting almost a decade to experience. I'll never forget the encore conclusion - Papillion transitioning into Marching Orders. I often listen to these songs in that order just to remind myself of that 'hollow joy' feeling that comes as the sounds stop and the light comes up. Joy at the perfection of the gig. A hollowness knowing that it won't be matched ever again