Sunday, April 7, 2013


Some would surely argue that the world is in need of a new Bob Dylan, and on first listen (and glance), it'd have been easy to point to Matthew Daniel Siskin, a singer-songwriter going by the name Gambles for the last eight months. As Gambles, Siskin will release an EP, his first, called Far From Your Arms (May 7, GMBLS). His voice is rough, his music simple. He may not have any anthems on hand, but he's a poet of sorts, and this is a funny thing, considering he's the founder of a design company and has admitted to a decline in the attention paid to words.

This was written on the road between Minneapolis and Chicago, recorded in the car, same trip, and performed on his Chicago tour date immediately thereafter:

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