One part Grizzly Bear. One part Bon Iver. Add annoying over-arching nature theme to taste. Add a splash of redundancy. Garnish with boredom. Shake with ice and top off with an oversaturated genre. The Maple Trail is sweet at first, but the aftertaste will make it difficult to keep down.
Cable Mount Warning slowly drips along at the pace of, well, maple syrup. Recommended only to those with complete disregard for their own health, or an infatuation with folky music that falls in the it-all-kind-of-sounds-the-same category.