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Tuesday, Sept. 15, 2009

The Cave Singers

Welcome Joy (Matador)

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Kicking off like Seattle’s answer to our very own Bon Iver, The Cave Singers’ sophomore effort cracks and acoustically buzzes like the busy lot of today’s bearded, flannel-clad folk rock. While not so overly harmony-happy as their obvious cohorts, Fleet Foxes, the granola lyricism and poppy twang sound much like a different strand in that same earthy quilt. The boys are at their best when vamping up their bare-bones approach with a scuzzy layer or two here and the occasional Black Keys-esque, Stratocaster hook there. “At the Cut” approaches a Stonesy swagger, and “Vv” errs toward the softer side of The Faces.

But they generally tend to find their way back to the front porch. And while lead singer Pete Quirk’s guttural whine seems mostly obsessed with nature, trees, sun and such, it’s the “Summer Light” ceding to the coming gloom and “Bramble” of autumn that rightfully gives the group its sense of time and place.