Jun 03 2008 11:12 am,
Fleet Foxes (Bella Union) Fleet Foxes' debut is the unlikely but deeply compelling sound of a band fully realising their musical roots. The Seattle five-piece juggle culturally dead Crosby Stills & Nash folk-rock, Zombies-esque baroque-pop, along with various country, bluegrass and gospel undertones, but to build something still as altogether new as it is warmly referential. Jeremy Kingsley
‘Fleet Foxes’
The offensive on 'Fleet Foxes' comes on two fronts: the staggeringly beautiful four-part harmonies, then the soft-psyche narrative intricacies in their celestial midst. 'White Winter Hymnal' shuffles stomping, reverb-drenched vocals through five kinds of folk into one, then byway of hymnbook-harmonic anthems ('He Doesn't Know Why') and warm, rugged folklore ('Heard Them Stirring') you find yourself hustled into a listless, but mesmerising and deeply satisfied state of weirdly nostalgic stupor.
