The Western comes from the thick of Lockland, Ohio — west of Interstate 75 & the ice cream trucks on Shepherd Lane, and just east of the train tracks. This is a Cincinnati sound, one crafted in the wake of alternative and rock 'n' roll efforts; choir practice (yep!) and even a holiday album. A total blast, by all accounts. Ben, Dave and Rich — longtime friends — lift Leigh's tales with an affinity for raw and atmospheric ideas. Bring your tambourine.