When you first hear Benedicts’ epic and pensive ballads, it’s hard to picture the cheeky crooner responsible for the notes.
Smits’ often nearly mumbling voice layers his lyrics over an intense and undulating piano accompanied by some gracefully arranged horn and string arrangements. Benedict steals his favorite elements from bands like The National, Tindersticks and Nick Cave. Precise drums, evocative, wistful lyrics and romantic and hectic layers of keyboard. Benedict is music to fall in love while holding each other tight.
It’s hard to know whether being stabbed at 17 years old gave birth to Benedict or whether he would have been born anyway, but Smits belongs on the stage and it’s hard to imagine he could have ever chosen a different path.
With a head full of ideas and a stomach full of unresolved trauma, writing music kept making more sense than anything else. After trying to argue with it for a while, he realized it was pointless and quit his conventional job. He stopped trying to fit into the boxes of this world and after a while he got, like most of us, his heart broken and Benedict appeared.
Benedict live, is like an Old Fashioned cocktail of Mad Men and Twin Peaks with Lana Del Rey’s counterpart as your bartender.
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