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On its first album in six years Fleet Foxes reclaim the grandeur of their harmony singing if not the perfection of Robin Pecknold’s songwriting

In the six years between this summer, when Fleet Foxes dropped its third studio album, Crack-Up (Nonesuch), and its 2011 predecessor, Helplessness Blues (Sub Pop), the band seems to have been blamed for the trend of countless lamentable rock bands that present monochromatic gang shouting as some kind of campfire-grade profundity (does anyone even remember […]