After the Cribs, Katherine and I left the pit. We figured Death Cab for Cutie would be more "strummy-strummy-la-la-sad-sad" and we weren't all that interested. But we were wrong about Death Cab: I'd expected to sit out their set in protest, going "meh" on the sidelines. They were actually very good. I'm really glad we were up top, because the lighting design and set were really trippy, better appreciated from a distance. They all seemed rather sweet, too, always thanking the crowd and doing nice intros to songs. They sounded much less acoustic and sad than they do on CD, which was a very good thing for the size of the space. Katherine turned to me at some point and said "I find myself liking them against my will." I was willing, but surprised, to like them. Thumbs up, guys. And the Sad Trees in the background were really cool. After Death Cab went off, I took advantage of the turnover in the crowd to move into the pit again. Katherine, who is sensible, stayed up top with the purse and my jacket.