When Fleet Foxes’ self-titled debut LP dropped in 2008, I thought they sounded like a lusher, more airy, pastoral, and melodic My Morning Jacket. That was mostly due to the psych-folk inclinations and Robin Pecknold’s vocals, which had an ethereality similar to Jim James’s, if a bit higher, clearer and less inclined to howling, and bolstered by the restrained, lovely chorale of his bandmates’ backing harmonies. Helplessness Blues proved a strong follow-up in 2011, if not a terribly exciting one. Then, Pecknold moved to NYC, enrolled in Columbia University, and all was silent on the Fleet Foxes front until early this year, when they announced a third studio album (the conceptual Crack-Up), confirming its June 16 release date a few months later and dropping an expansive, dramatic new single, “Third of May / Ōdaigahara.” Tonight marks their triumphant return to Seattle. LEILANI POLK
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