Some siblings burn years fighting over petty things, stealing each others' toys, pushing each other down stairs, and generally being as obnoxious as possible. The Larson boys apparently did not have the time or the patience for that kind of nonsense. Instead, Joe, Andrew, Peter and Kris banded together to for Les Sages and make music in the basement of their Utah home. The results fuse the darting guitars of post-rock with earnest, pleading vocals. Their songs move from meditative openings to ragged, searching choruses. "Friends" gets all tangled up in knotty guitar at the outset, but it eventually cruises into a bright, desperate chorus. What startles is the difficulty: Les Sages eschew broad strummed chords in favor of complicated guitar patterns, the kind of post-punk stubbornness that rewards repeated listens.