Founded: 2006
Location: United States
Fleet Foxes is an American indie folk band formed in Seattle, Washington, in 2006. The band currently consists of Robin Pecknold (vocals, guitar), Skyler Skjelset (guitar, mandolin, backing vocals), Casey Wescott (keyboards, mandolin, backing vocals), Christian Wargo (bass, guitar, backing vocals), and Morgan Henderson (upright bass, guitar, woodwinds, violin, percussion, saxophone). Founding members Pecknold and Skjelset have been the only constants through the group's history, with the former serving as leader and principal songwriter.
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The highlights from the first of The National's two nights at Melbourne's Sidney Myer Music Bowl.
“This next song is very straightforward, but I once collapsed my lung when we did the video for it...”
It’ll be the indie icons’ first trek Down Under since 2018
"With an artist as preternaturally talented as Pecknold, we can only hope he will continue to share, however sporadically, his melodic and musical gifts."
Tickets on sale this week!
"...they are masters of a type of music that is difficult to replicate..."
"They've consciously shifted the focus away from vocals, dropped the hooks, freed up the melodies, and added layer upon layer of instrumentation."
Plus watch an album teaser ahead of its June 16 release..
Tickets available by ballot
Father John Misty lays his heart bare but then throws acid over it in I Love You, Honeybear.. "Mobile lifestyle, lovely sex, independence, happiness oh and no one ever really knows the real you," sings Father John Misty in Holy Shit, as he seemingly extols and mopes about the desires and perceptions of being middle-class. Yes we want to be able to go to Paris and take the same goddamn photo of the Eiffel Tower, yeah sure we all want a good fuck but we wouldn’t be too close with that clingy individual. Oh wait, I feel alone in this world. It’s so middle-class it’s barely funny. You can almost hear Father John Misty chuckling as he wrote down the lyrics. But because of how he plays guitar he obtains this carefree status that puts him above such speculation. Instead he’s vulnerable young man, something only heightened by his beard and the fact that he was part of Fleet Foxes. And within I Love You, Honeybear there is a timeless beauty; it’s a traditional singer-songwriter album with the w