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Seth Glier

The Trouble With People

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  The Trouble With People

20 year-old singer, songwriter, and pianist, Seth Glier has come a long way from singing the national anthem at his Little League baseball games. His new album, The Trouble With People, marries the margin between timeless and modern with an organic sound rich in emotion and intellect. Raised on the music of Joni Mitchell, Martin Sexton, and Jeff Buckley, it is Glier’s brother who he notes as his greatest influence. “My brother is autistic and non-verbal. I learned to communicate with words better once I realized how to communicate to someone with out them.”

Glier’s impressive growth as an artist is apparent from the very first opening chords of the albums title track. With honesty as his weapon, Glier fires lyrics that draw you in right before a sudden burst of sound, where his enrapturing voice calmly commands over sweeping orchestral strings. Throughout the 12 new tunes arise musical surprises, from the train like, stirring style of “Someone Else To Crown” to the vinyl Beatlesque sound of “Naia” to the thrilling and intimate moments captured on “Julie’s Song” and “Reply.” At all times, it is Glier’s voice, with its low earthy rumble and fluttering falsetto, that has critics, and musicians alike, singing his praises.

The trouble with people is they drive me nuts
Their feet on the gas and hands on the clutch
But nobody knows how to take the wheel
It seems the mind has forgotten how the heart can feel

You say the trouble with your life is that it can’t be dialed
And like the clock downtown, it works only twice in a while
Everybody’s out there waiting for their time
Maybe the trouble with me is that I don’t know mine

CHORUS:
I’ve been told that us here humans are not made to disappear
But if I could earn my pair of wings I’d fly on out of here
When the sun sounds, I’ll chase it westbound    
To the unknowing, the bending and bowing
Calmer and clear, yet farther from here
Farther from here

The trouble with me is that I make things up
No telling in the truth when the lies are enough
But in the chasm of deceit, belief, you’ll break through
The trouble with people is their not like you

CHORUS:
I’ve been told that us here humans aren’t made to disappear
But if I could earn my pair of wings I’d fly on out of here
When the sun sounds, I’ll chase it westbound    
To the unknowing, the bending and bowing
Calmer and clear, yet farther from here
Farther from here

The trouble with you is that I can’t get enough   
But my callused heart had your vanity scuffed?
Now you stumble with the words to your swan song?
The trouble with people is they never last long