those Fleet Foxes

A great show on Sunday at Webster Hall, the above clip is a new song debuted by Fleet Foxes. Another studio soundtrack staple, I was super impressed with the force of their vocals. It is not a studio trick – these guys are for real. Obviously, the triumphant quality for me in their music is the harmony of the vocals. Harkening back to that Laurel Canyon sound, FF conjures two of my favorite records from that era– David Crosby/If I Could Only Remember My Name and John Philips/ Wolf King of L.A. This coupled with some Beachwood Sparks, Shins, and the Blue Ridge Mountains, you’ve got a hell of a sound for making art.