It's not every day a Decemberist comes to town, much less three of them. But Black Prairie brings three-fifths of the Portland folk-prog institution (plus a couple additional collaborators) together for warm, engaging and occasionally eerie folk music that mops the floor with the parent band's recent forays into insufferable camp.

It's not every day a Decemberist comes to town, much less three of them. But Black Prairie brings three-fifths of the Portland folk-prog institution (plus a couple additional collaborators) together for warm, engaging and occasionally eerie folk music that mops the floor with the parent band's recent forays into insufferable camp.

The Black Prairie stuff is mostly instrumental, and though it shows off the members' remarkable chops, even the most shreddin' moments come off more like invigorating mood music than obnoxious wanking.

Their "Feast of the Hunters' Moon" is worth checking out, as is their show at Kobo with the Alwood Sisters and Nick Jaina.