Sam Craighead Releases New EP, Nearly Abandons Pretense
Collaboration evokes a new sound in “Self-Portrait w/Fries”
The new record retains Craighead’s signature self-deprecating autobiographical glimpses alongside musings on life and masculinity in late capitalist America. The EP closes with a strike of earnestness: a rendition of Rickie Lee Jones’ “Skeletons,” the true story of a father-to-be killed by police at a traffic stop.
This collection of songs was produced by David Welsh, guitarist from The Fray who, along with bandmate Ben Wysocki, provides most of the instrumentation for the record.
“When David contacted me, I’d already been wanting to do a record where I don’t play or arrange any of the music,” Craighead said. “I was excited by the challenge of turning over creative control and doing something outside my comfort zone. We bonded over the Carpenters, Amy Grant, and a shared history growing up in the weird bubble of ‘80s and ‘90s evangelical Christianity.”
The result? A collection of tracks that ring authentic for Craighead’s style with the addition of airy synth, dynamic vocal arrangements and polished production reminiscent of ‘80s singer-songwriter albums. “Once recording and mixing was done, we were patting ourselves on the back saying ‘Wow! We figured out how to make a bad Paul McCartney record!’”
“Self-Portrait w/Fries” launches Friday, March 22 on major music streaming services, with featured singles dropping on Spotify in the preceding weeks.
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About Sam Craighead
In his review of Craighead’s 2017 album “Tuesday Night Music Club,” Stereogum’s Chris Deville wrote, “Craighead has developed a musical language all his own, both in terms of his rich chamber-pop arrangements and a sardonic wit communicated so gently that it sometimes takes a while to realize he’s clowning you.”
This brand of cheeky obscurity over a soft alt-rock soundtrack has drawn listeners into Craighead’s work both as a solo artist, and earlier as the primary songwriter of Heavy Mole and Feature Films.
He’s still clowning you, but in a sincere, empathetic way. Crying and snacking the whole time.