Paint the Trees White evokes the bookish indie-pop of yore, the stuff of Slumberland Records’ discography and local disciples such as the sadly defunct Legs. The San Francisco outfit’s Sixty Forty full-length, self-released earlier this year in a limited cassette run, features sauntering and simple songs front-to-back, each one with solo guitar excursions and fantastic lyrics, such as: The jingoistic press spewing rhetoric with a megaphone. Vocalist Josh Permenter locates melody on the other side of his somewhat nasally resignation, a bit slack but with a handle of cadence and phrasing that gives familiar songs a lot of propellant. The title of “Windmill Fields” speaks to the whole band, which makes the songs feel expansive and cyclical in a familiar but nevertheless beautiful way. Paint the Trees White performs on Sunday at the Make-Out Room (3225 22nd St., San Francisco).