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Published on January 29, 2004
Talk about blossoming indie cred. The Lawrence boys in Ghosty have opened for critical darlings such as Spoon and Beulah. They've played the prestigious CMJ showcase in New York City. They've recorded material with producer Mike Mogis, known for his work with cult-favorite Nebraska bands such as Bright Eyes. And they've even helped out on a song by indie pioneers the Flaming Lips, thanks to a chance run-in with Lips frontman Wayne Coyne at a recording studio in Oklahoma. The success is understandable. Ghosty blends gentle, shimmering guitars with emotionally honest lyrics and hummable melodies, weaving a literate indie-pop sound that resonates with girls who shop exclusively at thrift stores and with bespectacled guys who collect obscure vinyl. Just listen to the plaintive tune "Big Surrender." With chiming chords and a supercool slide solo that recalls George Harrison's riff on "My Sweet Lord," it shows that Ghosty is onto something solid.