Taste Test: Jerad Finck tries to find ‘Home’ again
Electro-pop singer mourns the slow deterioration of a relationship with a new song.
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Life hurls curveballs right at your head. The good. The bad. All of it flashes in sharp electrodes across your eyelids, and you’ll never be ready for it. You might see it coming, but that doesn’t matter. You possess little will against the inevitable. So, Spokane’s organic pop creator Jerad Finck stumbles through the slowly crumbling framework of a relationship, and it’s as if he’s been frozen in time, only allowed to witness the devastation and never to act upon it. With “Home,” a piano rooted to the ground, with the synthetics sprouting from each tickling ivory and grasping at the sky, he operates under a cloud of sorrow. “Don’t shut the door / You know I can’t be alone,” he sings, grim truths spilling from his tongue. Heart ripped from his chest, rib cage unhinged and gushing blood, Finck can only mourn the past as he coaxes himself to think hopeful bubble thoughts. But it’s fruitless. It’s over, and he knows it.
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