Cave Singers

On paper, Cave Singers like what we’ve come to expect from Seattle’s boots and buckle set: precious, pretty, somewhat folky, pleasantly country, easy-on-the ears dust rock. But on their third release, No Witch (out today), we’re reminded that what distinguishes the trio from the rest of the class is their urgency: the load-bearing beauty of Derk Fudesco’s guitar, Pete Quirk’s desperate vocals, and Marty Lund’s uncomplicated hustle and stomp behind the drums. No Witch has more rounded corners than its predecessors, tastefully accomplished by employing a low-key string section at the top of the record. But soft and light is not the base on which a Cave Singers record rests, it’s on dark and intense grooves and howls, which the band gladly delivers early on the likes of “Black Leaf” and “Falls,” while also introducing the electric guitar more liberally (“No Prosecution If We Bail”). There are moments when No Witch sounds like it could have been made 10 minutes after their 2007 debut, Invitation Songs. But further investigation reveals a band growing comfortable with the idea of expanding their definition of sparseness. CHRIS KORNELIS

Tue., Feb. 22, 7 p.m., 2011

 
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