If you close your eyes in a desert sea of sun cup wildflowers and listen to their rustle in the wind you can sort of imagine the beauty of Australia's The Paper Kites. The gentle, mixed-gender harmonies of Broken Social Scene or Yo La Tengo, or even Graham Nash solo ('70s), couple with the hypnotic acoustic instrumentation of guitars, banjo, and mandolin. Indeed, each becomes a resonating musicbox in their hands—airy, restrained notes and soundscapes uphold vocals that lilt and soar. Songs like "Halcyon," "A Silent Cause" and "St. Clarity" simply hum, while others, such as "Revelator Eyes," are pure-pop-adjacent singalong. "In Reverie" and "A Song for Mr. Gray," are sweetly informed on west coast '60s psych. Mostly it's melancholic splendor that teeters between folk and pop. Sometimes it's the sound of hurt, a beautiful thing. Two-million monthly streams on Spotify can't be wrong.
See them Monday, April 3 at Club Congress, 311 E. Congress. 7 p.m. $15-$17. All ages. This is a one-off show around their sold-out tour dates with Passenger.