The men of Holopaw sound like sonic emissaries from a strange and foreign land. That, of course, is exactly what the Gainesville natives are; America doesnt get much weirder than Florida. On Quit +/Or Fight, however, Holopaw comes across like a European import, its pastoral folk rooted in the same section of the record store as Scot-lands Belle & Sebastian. The bands sophomore outing takes a while to reveal its charms, but once youve gotten used to singer John Orths disarmingly fragile voice, Quit +/Or Fight has its rewarding moments: the Crazy Horse guitar flares in 3-Shy-Cubs, the desert-sunset pedal steel in Holiday, the orange-shag organ in Little Shaver. Lyrically, Orth creates worlds where forest clearings are alive with without-a-peep warblers and little spruce-tip nibblers. Too cute? Check out Velveteen (All Is Bright), where Holopaw drowns Santa and then drags the lake with peppermint hooks. Like Quit +/or Fight, its strange, but somehow lovely.