The first time I saw Explosions in the Sky was at Sasquatch 2009. It was hot. I was ill-prepared, and after day one had only trail mix and water left to sustain me. I learned that I do not possess the stamina for festivals, and I also learned that sometimes the perfect set is enough to wash all of that away (at least temporarily, anyway). I watched a whole crowd sway and cry. I marveled as the sound seemed to fill up the seemingly endless space of the Gorge. Explosions in the Sky still excel at making huge, lush instrumental albums that often feel like entire wordless narratives unto themselves, and their latest is no exception. The Wilderness revisits familiarly emotional landscapes in the way they know best: without words. If you’re ready to go on the journey, just don’t forget your trail mix. JENNA FLETCHER