oh tell me now where was my fault, in loving you with my whole heart .

their sound is insurmountable, beautifully bizarre, amazingly absurd - the gruff melancholy in lead singer marcus mumford's voice , the vibration of the banjo that winston marshall plucks so lovingly. mumford and sons came from a london universe that you just want to fall into, like some trippy tim burton western. even seeing them on the grammy's - they just seem so damn cool and mysterious. can't get enough.