We could say this EP’s packed with emotion… but then, we wouldn’t want you thinking: emo. We could say it’s cinematic, bursting with brass and dashed with august strings, but then, we wouldn’t want you thinking it’s another rehashed baroque-pop trip.
There’s palpable passion in singer/songwriter Jacob Sigman’s effusive melodies – there’s a yearning to move – sometimes forward to an unknowable future, sometimes backwards to memories of a perfect summer you’d never want to let go. The young local troubadour sings poignant of days’ past and “living fast,” as a vagabond leaving what he’s known to find out just what he’s become. However, I wouldn’t want you thinking this is some clichéd coming-of-age type album. Marching drums build up to pattering congas, melodramatic violins soar slowly under the charismatic chimes of skittering acoustic guitars. There’s complexity in each song’s craft that few would care to scrutinize since the tones are so warm. The rhythms waft ever forward in a lilting dance and the melodies bend varyingly with the comfort of a lullaby or the bracing spur of a ballad.
“Now, all I want is yesterday,” he sings on “Barcelona Sunrise,” an orchestral ode that shuffles through three distinctive movements, its lyrics laced with a storyteller’s whimsy, jumping like hopscotch upon various evocative images and characters, the soundtrack of memories fading into daydreams. “Silas” is the clear stand-out; like much of the EP, it’s curtained by the ambiance of a bustling city, traffic and trains, drowned out by the mellifluous vocal melody and rousing guitars, ebullient strings and propulsive drums.
jacobsigman.bandcamp.com
We could say this EP’s packed with emotion… but then, we wouldn’t want you thinking: emo. We could say it’s cinematic, bursting with brass and dashed with august strings, but then, we wouldn’t want you thinking it’s another rehashed baroque-pop trip.
There’s palpable passion in singer/songwriter Jacob Sigman’s effusive melodies – there’s a yearning to move – sometimes forward to an unknowable future, sometimes backwards to memories of a perfect summer you’d never want to let go. The young local troubadour sings poignant of days’ past and “living fast,” as a vagabond leaving what he’s known to find out just what he’s become. However, I wouldn’t want you thinking this is some clichéd coming-of-age type album. Marching drums build up to pattering congas, melodramatic violins soar slowly under the charismatic chimes of skittering acoustic guitars. There’s complexity in each song’s craft that few would care to scrutinize since the tones are so warm. The rhythms waft ever forward in a lilting dance and the melodies bend varyingly with the comfort of a lullaby or the bracing spur of a ballad.
“Now, all I want is yesterday,” he sings on “Barcelona Sunrise,” an orchestral ode that shuffles through three distinctive movements, its lyrics laced with a storyteller’s whimsy, jumping like hopscotch upon various evocative images and characters, the soundtrack of memories fading into daydreams. “Silas” is the clear stand-out; like much of the EP, it’s curtained by the ambiance of a bustling city, traffic and trains, drowned out by the mellifluous vocal melody and rousing guitars, ebullient strings and propulsive drums.
jacobsigman.bandcamp.com
