Carol Van Dyk is known to indie-rock fans as the voice of the perpetually under-appreciated Dutch power-pop outfit, Bettie Serveert. Pascal Deweze is known to, well, someone, as the frontman for Belgian popmeisters, Sukilove. Together, they make sweet, wistful country-rock under the odd moniker, Chitlin Fooks. This is the Fooks second record and although its a bigger production than their low-key debut, it doesnt radically alter the formula, which by our account is a damn good thing. Van Dyks voice is a wounded, winning coo; Dewezes is smooth and passionate. They weave them together into an almost mystical force reminiscent of Emmylou Harris enchanting work with Gram Parsons. Whether its pedal-steel laments (Sorry); mandolin-driven hoedowns (Oh, Johanna); meditative, country blues (You & Me); or playful swing (Dont Wait Up), the duo never feels like mere cultural interlopers. In fact, they deliver their twangy vision of Americana with verve, soul, and a fresh-faced enthusiasm that perhaps only foreigners can bring to it.