Beautiful first LP by these Western Massachusetts maestros of the mystery-volk gesture. Named after some well-bred rabbits of Martha Burr Banks' invention, related by birth to Jow Jow The Death Knell Rung, many of the questions here are posed by Beverly Ketch's plaintive vocals, all of them edged with a wide-eyed wonder one would suspect was a ruse if one didn't know her. There is a bit of the campfire to the material's construction, but there's none of the cutsey-pie crap that might seem to infer. Some of the bits ring like a full-fledged folk-rock oyster. Indeed, the vibe is not dissimilar to the work of Barbara & Teri Manning, and the organ backing that pops up here and there is very much in line with the SF sound developed by the Amarillo Records bands and their ilk. Very goddamn elegant, this.