2/5 You have to feel sorry for The Lumineers. They’d already been around for a while when four Limeys by the name of Mumford & Sons crossed the pond to Europe and rode the folk/Americana wagon to the top of the charts. Now this Colorado trio – who look and sound like they could have stepped out of the pages of a Steinbeck novel – are doomed to play second fiddle (and banjo) to the Mumfords everywhere they go. Then again, they’ve only got themselves to blame. This, their debut album, is 42 minutes of uninspiring faux folk. At their rickety best, they sound like Californian indie-rockers Cold War Kids, but that best is rarely heard. pity-listen only.