With a dizzying array of musical tools at his disposal, Frith concocts a jazzy, full-throttle vaudevillian jam, based on a long-form metaphor about his other life as a puppet. The energy is smooth: while the orchestral embellishments lend a loose narrative, and horns presage the pre-chorus, a sprinkle of Rimsky-Korsakov is just right for the hook.
And then we finish on Bourbon Street, with a muted trumpet livening the half-time coda. This kind of synergy between composition, production, and arrangement puts Firth in the company of Ramin Djawadi in terms of reference. There are pop elements here to compare to a band like Beirut, but Frith has a clear style of his own.
After honing his chops as an orchestrator under David Campbell for the better part of a decade, Frith drops this mid-tempo tom shuffle, and creates a resounding metaphor for the concept of self-control.
Travis Frith Warner, better known as Frith, is a musician, songwriter and multi-instrumentalist from Los Angeles. This song is featured on our CHILL NEW Songwriters playlist.