Purveyors of Crosby, Stills and Nash-esque harmonic loveliness, Fleet Foxes come to London riding a wave of hype that'd threaten to drown lesser bands. But although they couldn't ever be accused of pushing the envelope, the sheer clarity and power of their hippyish harmonies and lilting folk instrumentation has a timeless quality that makes quibbles about their originality moot. True, a bit of variety wouldn't have gone amiss- they sometimes come across as a rather too straightlaced cousin to Grizzly Bear- but there's no faulting the impressiveness what's there. Absolutely lovely chaps as well- they seemed genuinely overwhelmed by the reaction they got, and were more than happy to chat to the audience after the show was over. Nice to see lovely Baltimore duo Beach House in support too, even if they couldn't quite capture the ethereal beauty of their albums.(Photo: John Gleeson)
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