Sin Fin

Life lesson: When it comes to new music recommendations always give your coworkers the benefit of the doubt. Generally they all mean well and deserve your ear’s attention. Except for that one ahole that insists on doing multiple stop-n-chats in your office when you're clearly busy and asks you to play Train during meetings. They deserve nothing but extreme disdain. Get bent, Gina!

Serenity now!

Where was I? Oh yeah, I mention all of this because I’ve been mesmerized by a co-worker’s recommendation for a little while now. BTW Did I say a little while? I lied. Sin Fin released their debut EP, Volver, way back in January, which in internet time is just about 500 years, but I needed all that time to myself. Del time is very important. I had to come to grips with the swirling sounds before I could pass them along to anyone else. This band is nothing like what I expected to hear when my co-worker told me to check them out...and I am so very thankful for that.

Rest assured Sin Fin are also nothing like Train nor are they as painful as a forced stop-n-chat. Sin Fin are quite the opposite actually. There is no chat to speak of on their EP...and that’s ok. It is a special kind of sound when wordless songs can make you feel feelz. The music does all the talking and it is so welcome. At its core Volver feels expansive yet also wildly intimate. Sin Fin's songs are mind fuel that act as tool to let you sail off into the space inside of the songs all the while being safely tethered to your brain stem. It is a single person time machine to a not so distant future where the explosions in the sky have been rerouted from the air and into your freejacked gray matter. 

I’m sharing this knowledge now after many months alone with it because the trio will be playing a show in LA @ The Airliner on Tuesday, August 18th, 2015.

You should probably prep your headspace for it.