Imagine Devendra Banhart, but more folk, less freak. Replace the occasionally annoying warble with a serious A.P. Carter tenor, and the psuedo-pedophilia subject matter with real rustic lyrics (yes, I know the title sounds slightly emo, but when would Ben Gibbard ever sing about rusted trains?). I've been fans of these Denton boys since my Lone Star L.A. days, and it's good to see that their banjo / glockenspiel / french horn tunes can still pull them in to Dan's Silverleaf. The new album is due out May 9, so support Texas music and peep this shit.
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