The Fruit Bats' new album, The Ruminant Band, further proves that Sub Pop has a nefarious desire to turn back the clock. One of the tracks on the record, “Singing Joy to the World,” finds the protagonist taking an Indian casino waitress to a Three Dog Night show. “Tegucigalpa” features the kind of '70s twang beloved of Gram Parsons and Little Feat, while “Being on Our Own” bounces along to the same barrelhouse piano as the Beatles' country-blues track “Don't Pass Me By.” “Hobo Girl” uses a communal backing chorus that sounds like it was composed of whatever party crashers woke up in the hammock that morning. Ultimately, the album is gorgeous, full of tasty licks, melodic singing, and literate lyrics. And what could be truer to the dictates of the Me Decade than some good old-fashioned recycling? The Fruit Bats play a free show today at 6 p.m. at Amoeba Music; visit www.amoeba.com for info.
Death Vessel and AB & the Sea open.
Tue., Aug. 25, 8 p.m., 2009