Cloud Cult, an environmentalist experimental rock band from Minnesota, wrapped up the East Coast leg of its Seeker tour a few nights back with an incredible and incredibly long set at Cambridge venue The Sinclair. BBGUN, an indie rock three-piece from Minneapolis, whose songs have the flavor and consistency of small batch artisan honey, opened for the Cult. I wish I’d had the chance to tell them they’re fantastic, and everyone reading this should absolutely check them out. The song, “Devon” is probably my favorite of theirs. (BBGUN, if you’re reading this, this applies to you as well. Check yourselves out, because damn.)

Cloud Cult’s set was absolutely packed -- mostly tracks from their newest album “The Seeker,” which made a lot of sense considering that’s what the tour was promoting, but also old heartbreakers aplenty, something off almost every album; I melted into a little puddle of tears when the first few chords of “There’s So Much Energy In Us” rolled off Craig Minowa’s fingertips. I hadn’t listened to much of “The Seeker” until Friday night -- I’d heard “No Hell” and “The Time Machine Invention” and, of course, “Through the Ages,” but aside from those three most of the music they played I was hearing for the first time, something I’d done on purpose. The message of many Cloud Cult songs is one of healing, of encouragement and positivity. I wanted everything to feel like I was hearing part of a dialogue for the first time, and it worked. It totally sold me. I went home and devoured the album twice, front to back. Absolute, unabashed hope, something I absolutely needed. Their older songs were absolutely immense as well: the immediacy and validation of “Complicated Creation,” the base human heartbeat that is “Chain Reaction,” the wedding vows of "Meet Me Where You're Going" paired with deathbed proposal of “Car Crash”— Shannon I don’t know how you do it— and— my god, I can’t even type “Transistor Radio” without tearing up (listen to it, you’ll see why.) Everything was turned up to 11; the room absolutely pulsed with energy.

Something Craig shared with us before diving into “No Hell” was, as he put it, “cold, hard science” and despite the icy nature of data, deeply warm and encouraging. The human body, he said, contains the potential energy of roughly thirty atomic bombs, and we carry that with us in everything we do, in every choice we make, in every muscle we move, every word that escapes us.

Please, do at least one of these three things: listen to Cloud Cult, listen to BBGUN and please try to hope. Things are going to be OK.