When lead singer of Fleet Foxes Robin Pecknold (who incidentally made one of last year's best albums) publically comes out and says "Veckatimest is so good it makes me want to quit and become a banker" you know you've probably got an instant classic headed your way. And he's absolutely right. Grizzly Bear, whose four members are essentially an artier and more whacked out version of Crosby, Stills & Nash plus a drummer for a new generation and are heralded from everyone like newbies such as Pecknold to masters such as Thom Yorke from Radiohead, are the most unique band working in music today.

No one even remotely sounds like Grizzly Bear do, except for possibly Department of Eagles from last year but that's just Daniel Rossen from Grizzly Bear by himself, so that doesn't really count. All three vocalists, Rossen, Ed Droste and Chris Taylor are so amazingly talented that they could easily front bands of their own, but as the three headed beast in Grizzly Bear, they create harmonies you've never heard become this intoxicating; it's like the Beach Boys, but instead of rays of sunshine coming from the speakers, it's grey clouds of elegant and majestic melancholy. Rossen's opening "Southern Point" evokes so many different moods and emotions it's almost exhausting to go any further without pausing to take a breather. The next track, Droste's "Two Weeks," is a gorgeous beauty enhanced even further by the other band members chiming in with their luscious harmonies. I could rave about how perfect the other ten tracks here are, but I'd rather you go and find out for yourself. Vecatimest is an album that constantly rewards with repeated listens, always something new is discovered every time I put my headphones on, close my eyes and drift away. Not only is it one of the best albums of the year, but also one of the decades'.