Would your mom and dad like The Everywheres? Maybe, maybe not. Maybe the delicate psych riffs and deliberate bass pluckings would remind them too much of smoking a bit too much pot that time in a friend’s dorm room, maybe they’d regret never starting that band. You don’t have to be similarly wrapped up in nostalgia. You can just enjoy The Everywheres’ modern take on psych folk, start that band, smoke that pot, practice singing a little softer, stop wearing sneakers so often. To them it sounds a bit like the ’60s, but to you it sounds like the best of San Francisco 2011-2013. As it turns out, parents sort of understand.