Humming House, Revelries. This whole album is a chemistry experiment, gauging which folk and pop elements work best in the country soil from which this vocal group springs. I think the most overtly Country stuff works worst (references to trains and cowboys are just embarrassing) while a track like “This Hell Where We Belong” has it all—attitude, blues, plenty of room for both vocal and instrumental ranginess.“I Am a Bird” opens with whistling, like a ‘20s Gene Austin croon—before getting intense and thumpy. Full of surprises, this Humming House, even for those of us who tend to find harmony pop groups cloying and precious.