After years of hard work and stumbling attempts down their own musical paths, Aaron Stevens and Grace Sullivan stripped away the bonds of fear and self-doubt and plunged headlong into new waters. They formed themselves into the duo, Goldfinch. Things started feeling right: sharing the writing and creating of their songs while at the same time walking together as family through the myriad of life experiences that shaped the songs themselves.
It was good.
After a year spent retooling old songs and creating entirely new ones as well, they headed to Pacific Studios in Tacoma along with a small horde of talented musician friends to lay down in 7 days what would become the culmination of two musicians’ life’s journeys… scraping together a new destiny.
The eleven songs on the self-titled release are the debut of something new, built on the rubble of something past. With a stripped down, naked recording approach they worked to capture the sense of humanness (flawed and delicate) that is so often lost in endless rounds of editing rooms. Vocals were recorded standing side by side, the real sound of people singing together preferred to perfect takes recorded in isolation.
Joining them on this record: Andrew Rudd, Barton Carroll, Luke Stevens, Brian Wagner, Josiah Sherman, and Sam Anderson.
"Their self-penned tunes are chillingly stark, but their harmonious vocals create a warm and comfortable feeling." – Tony Engelhart, The Weekly Volcano
“It’s a very likable band — that’s what. Listen to their finely-crafted, self-produced, locally-grown, self-titled debut album, or watch them for 30 seconds onstage, and you’ll know right away what I mean. They just radiate warmth and goodness. And their folksy, earthy songs — especially the tightly-wrought, pitch-perfect harmonies — make you feel warm and good.” – Mark Thomas Demming, The Weekly Volcano
"hey man, u guys are the shit. David Bowie, dudes. and many other lesser artists I could compare to. I am really wowed. Killer." –Pat Fuckin' Brown, Satellite Coffee/Bob Wayne and the Outlaw Carnies
“Can I wish to hold the weight of heaven?” Each person who attends a show, or listens to their songs must expect to hold this weight in tension along with the pain and hope of the songs sung by our holy irreverent Goldfinch." -Adam Ydstie, exit133