Following Cloud Nothings was We Were Promised Jetpacks, who have long had my award for the best name in rock. Their set was also tightly-constructed, riding a line directly between The Men and Cloud Nothings in mood. The bouncy, perky mood of the songs was balanced by the lead singer's soaring, keening voice. The tunes were injected with a gravitas both from his tenor and the melodic riffs that each of the guitarists and the bassist contributed.
The band also had several very long instrumental sections that banked heavily on the interplay between the three guitars and drums. These sections were especially interesting and moving, as the tension built to the breaking point before the band released it (either through vocals, a new riff, or a drop to nothing). The tunes had a turn around each corner, and the set was incredibly enjoyably because of it. If you're a fan of artsy, upbeat, complex rock, We Were Promised Jetpacks is worth your time.