Montreal-based experimental indie rockers Braids are 21-year-olds who don’t just yet make for the greatestinterview, but that’s not to say we shouldn’t take their debut Native Speaker seriously. These former Calgarians are in a catch 22 – having to live up to hype garnered partly because of their age, and/or, because of their age, dodging comments about their lack of identity formation (yes, they sound like and try-to-sound-like Animal Collective). But taking that context away, we find a beautiful album on its own. Like many things worshiped by the Pitchfork set, this is music for indie kids to meditate to. Therefore some of you will find it boring, others dream-pop bliss. Standout track Plath Heart shows Braids talents for looping, subtle melodic progressions (Calgary’s Women are an influence), and Raphaelle Strandell-Preston fragile-vs.-wailing vocals. It’s set-the-scenery music: It’s not Canadiana, but it’s a suitable soundtrack to driving through our golden prairies, lush forests and lakes, or watching the Rockies via train window. Hopefully Braids’ very-Canadian modesty does not inhibit its embrace in its home country.