Not satisfied to be situated in the middle of some neofolk revival, Matt Ward’s compositions are a little less austere than that of the competition, and also a little more gleefully eccentric. But he understands that an acoustic dirge is nothing without a pop tune propping it up. Those pop tunes are in particularly fine form on Ward’s fifth album, Post-War, which rocks out in a pleasantly ramshackle wall-of-sound way without losing the dusty atmospherics that have become his trademark. It’s a tricky balancing act, and one that leaves room for surf-rock detours as well as Daniel Johnston covers, but Ward’s way with the Old Weird America is a beguiling one.—Josh Klein
M. Ward plays Metro Friday 8.