
It was somewhere between the third and fourth listen of Sofa City Sweetheart’s EP when I really realized how good this album is. Sure, Juan Lopez (Sofa City himself) may eerily sound almost exactly like Sean Lennon with a hint of Elliott Smith, but his music holds a melodic, almost mythical sound that takes more than one listen in order to get the full experience. The band is Lopez, with additional musicians for the EP: Melissa Piotrowski (cello), Jorge Huaman (guitar/vocals), Daniel Bonaparte (bass/vocals), Ryan Petersen (drums), and Jimmy Tran (drums). A notable aspect of Sofa City Sweetheart’s music is Lopez’s entrancing vocals. He is an amazing singer; so gentile and transcendent. His voice is sweet, and soothing, and brings his music to a whole new level. The first track, “Good News for Jackie”, mixes a jazz and pop sound that is a accurate introduction to the album. Random fact: it is written about Jackie Johnson, the weathercaster on KCAL-TV. “Good News for Jackie” and the second track, “Maria”, have similar sounds, yet the verses of “Maria” are obviously influenced by The Kinks’ “Shangri-La”. “Julia (We Never Wanted You)” is a slower track; even the lyrics are a bit down: “Julia we never wanted ya! / But deep inside we knew we were wrong! / And now we’re here to try again to make amends”. From here the album turns into a sort-of rock opera, with “Sunflowers, Being Part One of ‘The Blind Man and the Boy He Used to Be’” bleeding right into “The Magic Umbrella, Being Part Two of ‘The Blind Man and the Boy He Used To Be’”, two songs which tell a story and change beat and tune during the song. Sofa City Sweetheart is a must hear band for anyone who is a fan of Elliott Smith, The Kinks, Sean or John Lennon, or is ready to hear some outstanding and original music produced by Lopez.
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The coffee house is small, yet somehow holds a copious amount of flannel-clad high school hipsters who eagerly lean in closer to hear Gadhia croon his latest ballads, unplugged and microphone-less. The acoustics in the coffee house are surprisingly good; and anyone standing in the back near the restrooms or near the coffee grinders can hear the music just as well. The men of Cable Car sit perched upon plush armchairs facing a sea of wide-eyed girls (and boys), and carefully choose their next piece to present to the fervent crowd. Even the baristas get carried away by the music; Cable Car manages to capture the complete attention of every listener within hearing distance. Gadhia sings and plays his guitar effortlessly; his perfectly pitched voice and skilled guitar techniques proves his natural talent as a musician as well as a songwriter. He is shy, and from time to time cracks a dimpled smile to the audience that results in giggles and blushes. The rest of the time the band jokes and talks among themselves, deciding which song to play next.
