John McCauley was born in the wrong decade. From his clear affection for American rock icons of the late 50's and early 60's, to his penchant for Dylanesque folk mumblings and mouth-harp blasts, it's clear that Deer Tick takes its cues from a generation considerably removed from its own. McCauley is not alone in that; this generation of performers is particularly fond of nostalgia. Somehow, though, McCauley seems to fit into his idealized ideology better than most. His new album, Born on Flag Day, is proof positive that he has a firm command of the language, and even shows the band merging its love of the past with more contemporary soundscapes. The feedback laced folk-rock of album opener Easy, redolent with pop-classic chord changes, could have sprung from the grooves of a 7 circa 1959, and yet it also bears the hallmarks of late '90s indie rock. Elsewhere, as on Smith Hill and Straight Into a Storm (half Nebraska, half Chantilly Lace), McCauley wears his inner rockabilly troubadour on his sleeve. Regardless of which edition of Deer Tick you prefer 1959 or 2009 this new batch of songs is sure to delight. With Dawes, Widower.