Fleet Foxes

In case you've been too busy catching up on old episodes of The Nanny or protesting the timber industry by living in one of those big trees again, you need to know that while you were away, Fleet Foxes stormed the music world like gangbusters. They have ascended from being merely popular on MySpace to being scooped up by Sub Pop Records, releasing an EP and LP in quick succession—to breathless reviews—and launching an international tour, all in under a year. They're, like, touring with Wilco now. Pitchfork awarded their self-titled debut a 9.0 out of 10. Robin Pecknold, the self-effacing 22-year-old lead vocalist who looks like he was plucked straight from a cabin in the middle of the North Woods—disheveled hair, rumpled flannel and all—sounds at times like Neil Young and My Morning Jacket. The echoey beauty of the music and deeply earthy lyrics allow them to pass as different genres. It's music you could share just as easily with your high school age brother or sister as with your dad. With Frank Fairfield, a California street busker. All ages.
Sat., Oct. 11, 5 & 8 p.m., 2008

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