People often say that travelling can change one’s perspective, enlightening us with every new experience. That is exactly what happened when singer-songwriter Sam Robbins travelled over 45,000 miles in the past four years. The celebrated performer toured relentlessly, playing hundreds of shows and, in the process, meeting thousands of people, many with perspectives quite different from his own. These memorable experiences and the people he encountered influenced his latest album, So Much I Still Don’t See.
So Much I Still Don’t See is a ten-track musical collection brimming with introspective and existential folk-pop tunes. Robbins’ vocals are honeyed and warm, inviting listeners into his world with every note. Intricate acoustic guitar work is a hallmark of the album, showcasing Robbins’ exceptional musicianship. The lead single, ‘What A Little Love Can Do’, is the most pop-leaning and commercially accessible track of the bunch. Emotional piano chords usher in Robbins’ bittersweet vocals, delivering cathartic melodies. The song contemplates living in the moment and seeking connection in a divided world. Like many tracks on the album, it came together quickly and naturally, serving as a perfect, hopeful soundtrack.
Then there’s ‘Piles of Sand’, a mesmerising single rooted in organic acoustics. Reminiscent of something James Taylor or Jim Croce might pen, the track exudes authenticity and story-rich songwriting. Written during a time of reflection and inspired by stoicism, Robbins sings,
“And I know the soft earth below / Has always made room for me / She’s been carryin’ my weight / For 20 some-odd years / And what have I given in return?”
Robbins picks up the pace with ‘The Real Thing’, a breezy and enjoyable listen that contrasts with its darker commentary on corporate domination. He sings,
“And the Hooters parking lots / Are all shining so bright / Fluorescent perfection / Corporate order / A McDonald’s drive-through / A long Starbucks line / A million parking spaces / I’m just looking for the real thing.”
With the title track ‘So Much I Still Don’t See’, delicate piano and atmospheric acoustic guitars underlay Robbins’ cathartic vocals. The chorus features heightened harmonies that are catchy and sing-along worthy. The song’s meaning parallels the overall album theme of understanding that there are different perspectives and different lives that many of us will never understand but should respect nonetheless.
There’s something devastatingly patient yet beautiful about Robbins’ So Much I Still Don’t See. It doesn’t rush to make its point. Instead, it stretches out like a long summer afternoon, golden, quiet, warm, and just on the edge of ending. This isn’t a flashy album; it doesn’t beg for attention. But it does hold your attention.
Take a listen to So Much I Still Don’t See now, and share this hidden gem with your friends and family.
Words by Victoria Polsely
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