Sam Quinn at The Down Home

somewhere between an endlessly, inaudible sigh and the blurred fingers of a years-long morning, samuel quinn fell in love with music again. it was all around, moving, speaking, exciting and regretfully inescapable. the cartwright brothers took shape both backwardly and without an urgency, giving sonic foundation and contour to this chapter of quinn’s songwriting. quiet but ugly. pretty and too loud. honest while joking. personal yet selfishly universal. “it is difficult to say what it is i do, but if you are into it, you might also like this,” quinn explicates.