Robert Deeble's Indie-Folk -- Nay, Anti-Dubstep -- Lulls With Devouring, Beautiful Simplicity

There's something dreamy about Robert Deeble.

His newest record, Heart Like Feathers, seems limitless, with a genuine feel-good aura permeating each syllable with slow, purposeful poise and musicianship. It's refreshing to hear the fervent passion of indie-folk without the musk of American Spirits and thrift store plaid shirts reeking from the acoustic guitar.

It's beautiful music for the sake of beautiful music, and what's better is it's believable. Think Conor Oberst if he had never had his heart broken, or Straylight Run if George Bush had never been president.

The self-titled track coos with acoustic guitar beneath supple vocals and a female counterpart, absent of anything prickly or controversial. Smooth and sincere, its devouring simplicity is driven by cello, viola and overall ambience. Crescendos build but never break, but that's just fine. Walls aren't needed. They shouldn't be allowed. It's anti-dubstep in a time when anti-dubstep couldn't be more necessary.

"The Colors of Dying," the standout single, lulls with reverberating guitar and steady, flicking bass that grows more and more atmospheric and texturized. Deeble is spot on and forgiving, pleading away tension and replacing it with hopeful optimism ... or something equally grand.

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