Self-released
Disarmingly beautiful folk rock with an orchestral coating, every bit of this Detroit quintet's debut radiates elegance, whether it's the twanging electric guitar, the somber sawing cello or even the prancing chimes of the xylophone. Tight rhythms supplement a steady trot that wanders away from the city and into the countryside, varyingly warmed and chilled by the forceful voices of its dual songstresses. "Just Your Kiss" is a pensive, somber waltz; "All Ascending" is a nuanced, shuffling strummer that shifts into more rock-ish terrain.
Worth a listen: "Son of God"