Her voice reminds me, in those vocal lifts, of a salty cresting wave; that triplet drum feel just adds to the tidal sway, the murmur, the back and forth. The empty moments feel full and the big moments feel lonely. Such is the dichotomal sound of Samia.
This exact guitar tone reminds me of Josh Ritter, Thin Blue Flame, but the lyrical voice is more invested, and less minstrel. Samia, with the most delicate tread, walks the line between songbird and martyr, leaving the distinction bare for the rest of us to wonder at.