The first three words that cross my mind when I hear Justin Ringle sing his gorgeously adorned folk anthems are "Iron and Wine." (For the initiated, the next three are "Strand of Oaks.")

The first three words that cross my mind when I hear Justin Ringle sing his gorgeously adorned folk anthems are "Iron and Wine." (For the initiated, the next three are "Strand of Oaks.")

Horse Feathers don't use drums, but really, who needs percussion when you can summon this much beauty with a trembling voice and a few fireside strums? Ringle is as good a songwriter as Sam Beam, and unlike Beam, he hasn't begun to coast four albums in. The forthcoming "Thistled Spring" is as delicate and delightful as anything Ringle's yet laid to tape.

Opening will be Old Hundred and Saintseneca, making Rumba Friday's focal point for anyone who enjoys forward-thinking folk music.