I See Hawks in L.A.

California County, the third effort from this oddly named roots quartet from the sunshine state, is heavily indebted to The Flying Burrito Brothers, the early Eagles and probably some kind of psychedelic drug. Full of sweet, Byrds-like harmonizing, songs like "Slash from Guns N' Roses" and "Motorcycle Mama" are peculiar tongue-in-cheekers with an earnest appreciation of the less appealing aspects of rural life, and singer Rob Wallers' baritone and Paul Lacques' subtle guitar and dobro strike a fruitful balance between the regular and the just plain weird. Genuinely surreal in a professional sort of way, I See Hawks in L.A. offers a warped take on Americana that wonderfully defies easy categorization.