Since 1995, this instrumental septet has peddled a brand of melodic, free-floating post-rock that has outlived most of its artier and edgier brethren. Everywhere and Right Here makes it easy to see why: After a hard day of battling all the world's bitterness, irony, and aggro posturing, sometimes a boner and a clenched jaw are the last things you need. The disc's third track is a vibraphone-misted epic called "Saving Words for Making Sense," and that just about says it all. There are no broad dynamics, no abrupt shifts in mood or texture or density. But that's cool. Life's just like that sometimes, you know?