stef chura

This ‘un is heading out of Saddle Creek from an album entitled ‘messes’ by Stef Chura, it’s called ‘speeding ticket’ and has, I don’t mind admitting, been on repeat play for all the reasons you wouldn’t immediately first expect. Sure enough it isn’t about you like a rash, there’s no discernible verse / chorus / verse dynamic going on and neither is there an identifiable hook to drag you along. However, it’s the emotional peeling shedding away with each torn strum dragging you deeper in its wounded web and the way it’s slow to burn close intimacy scratches and claws serving a seriously impacting delayed punch that gathered together, had us reeling off our listening perch.

  

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