Many of the acts reinventing country in the early naughts tended towards darkness. Castanets discarded the usually clean sound of the country in favor of a dense, oppressive approach. Cathedral 2 (Your Feet on the Floor Sounding Like Rain), the first song off the band’s first album, opens with groaning, mournful saxophone reminiscent of a jazz dirge. Before too long it breaks into a sad shuffle with a recognizable country twang. It’s a folk song in the old sense, like the ones about plagues and hangings and villages being burned. It sounds like a curse or something you’d sing to ward one off. The plodding heaviness is enhanced with a low blanket of noise that never lifts thanks to funereal organ and swirls of electronic enhancement. “It’s all right to want more than this” repeats Ray Raposa, almost like a spell, giving you the feeling that it’s anything but all right. And then , just like that, that song ends mid-sentence, unresolved. “It’s all right,” he says, leaving the listener wanting just a little bit more than is on offer.