This is the first single, "Sonsick," from Brooklyn-based San Fermin's debut album. The band itself describes it as "a sweeping, full-bodied listen with multiple distinct peaks and ambitious thematic connections." But this song is too good for even a sentence like that to ruin. The album is something at the intersection of The National's droll bravado, the operatic multitracked-female-lead-vocals of CHVRCHES, and chamber orchestration of Rufus Wainwright. If you're not on Spotify or Rdio (you're not? what do you do?), the full album is streaming on NPR.
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