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The Ghost of the Forest

9 p.m. Friday, December 28. Bluebird, 2706 Olive Street.

By Annie Zaleski

Published on December 26, 2007

The Ghost of the Forest already wins the competition for having the cutest merchandise in town, what with its Scooby Doo-esque haunted forest T-shirts and the Pac-Man-like ghost icon hovering on the cover of its self-titled debut. But despite such adorable markers, the music crafted by the septet tends toward "melancholic specter" instead of Casper-caliber friendliness. The band's second full-length, My Time to Die (which is being released by local micro-label Critter Records), takes its cues from Broken Social Scene, Yeasayer, Belle and Sebastian and Sufjan Stevens. Lush keyboards, orchestral sweetness and church-hymn vocals dominate, leaving plenty of room for mournful space and lo-fi guitars. Die's best tune is the rollicking "The Ghost of the Forest," which makes room for spiraling piano, crashing bass, wordless wails and sizzling drums over the course of four all-too-short minutes.



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