Trust The Finch

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Trust the Finch resides in a niche all its own, but from thence it hails in relateable ways; that is to say, you can hear where they're coming from in their music, but if you listen you can also hear where you're from. Everyone in the band is from Texas. Three of them grew up in the middle of the Chihuahuan desert, hearing only what percolated through the cultures around- whatever indie came out of El Paso, the metal that has been the backbeat of America for years, and the rabble of Tejano and country that scrambles through the radio stations you can half pick up. As a band they are from Austin, where they now play more or less weekly. They have the garage sound of a band that does, in fact, practice in a garage, but the layers on their studio tracks (which lend a mellifluous drone to every composition) and the perfectly on-point slide guitar don't belie any single origin. So things go.
Trust the Finch's studio recordings do bear a little polishing and layering in the process, but there is still a rawness in tone that makes itself felt in most of their tunes. More so live. This is an earnestness that comes out crisp. The beat is there for dancing but people tend to stop and watch- there is something happening here that you can't dance past, can't dance off. What we have in Trust the Finch is something unusual-- an amalgam of its components, and then a push beyond that. A singer-songwriter subverted to a sound, an outfit with a genuine voice, and a live performance that entails no less.
Front man Sam Walker's unique vocal style makes each track unmistakeably theirs, even with the occasional well-curated cameo on stage or in recordings. Brothers George and Ira Blanton cover percussion and lead guitar, grounding the band in their performances with level-headed and knowing familiarity with their craft and with one another. Thomas Tellar on bass tends to bridge the sensible foundation that the Blantons lay to Walker's unexpected lyrical peregrinations with lines that are intricate but viscerally right, jammable despite their complexity. - Travis Smith "LymnBook.com"

Trust the Finch resides in a niche all its own, but from thence it hails in relateable ways; that is to say, you can hear where they're coming from in their music, but if you listen you can also hear where you're from. Everyone in the band is from Texas. Three of them grew up in the middle of the Chihuahuan desert, hearing only what percolated through the cultures around- whatever indie came out of El Paso, the metal that has been the backbeat of America for years, and the rabble of Tejano and country that scrambles through the radio stations you can half pick up. As a band they are from Austin, where they now play more or less weekly. They have the garage sound of a band that does, in fact, practice in a garage, but the layers on their studio tracks (which lend a mellifluous drone to every composition) and the perfectly on-point slide guitar don't belie any single origin. So things go.
Trust the Finch's studio recordings do bear a little polishing and layering in the process, but there is still a rawness in tone that makes itself felt in most of their tunes. More so live. This is an earnestness that comes out crisp. The beat is there for dancing but people tend to stop and watch- there is something happening here that you can't dance past, can't dance off. What we have in Trust the Finch is something unusual-- an amalgam of its components, and then a push beyond that. A singer-songwriter subverted to a sound, an outfit with a genuine voice, and a live performance that entails no less.
Front man Sam Walker's unique vocal style makes each track unmistakeably theirs, even with the occasional well-curated cameo on stage or in recordings. Brothers George and Ira Blanton cover percussion and lead guitar, grounding the band in their performances with level-headed and knowing familiarity with their craft and with one another. Thomas Tellar on bass tends to bridge the sensible foundation that the Blantons lay to Walker's unexpected lyrical peregrinations with lines that are intricate but viscerally right, jammable despite their complexity. - Travis Smith "LymnBook.com"