Where the Earth Bends

An essential new voice on the indie-rock scene, 21-year-old singer/songwriter Daffo brings an unexpected beauty to the most uncomfortable of feelings. With a poetic specificity that cuts right to the heart, the Los Angeles-based artist speaks an unfiltered truth about all that sets them apart from the wider world, confronting everything from shame and self-loathing to misplaced affection and the chaos of living with an overactive brain. Originally from the Philadelphia suburbs, the musician otherwise known as Gabi Gamberg started writing songs after taking up guitar at age nine, then later shaped their sound by playing countless DIY shows in backyards and basements in New York City and New Jersey. After spending much of the past year on tour with the likes of Sir Chloe and illuminati hotties, Daffo now makes their full-length debut with Where the Earth Bends: a one-of-a-kind coming-of-age album that finds powerful catharsis in painful confession.
Produced and mixed by Rob Schnapf (a veteran producer known for his work with Elliott Smith, Beck, Cat Power, and more), Where the Earth Bends encompasses an intimate yet frenetic sound that perfectly mirrors the album’s emotional intensity. In bringing the LP to life, Daffo worked in close collaboration with Schnapf and engineer Matt Schuessler (Kurt Vile, Steve Gunn), enlisting esteemed musicians like drummer Josh Adams (Devendra Banhart, Jon Batiste) and embracing a boldly naturalistic approach to every element of the production process. Recorded at Schnapf’s Mant Sounds Studio in L.A. and featuring Gamberg on guitar, violin, Mellotron, drums, and more, Where the Earth Bends ultimately embodies an unfettered energy that exponentially magnifies the pure impact of their songwriting. “Rob and Matt gave me the space to explore and really put my mark on the songs, which helped me to believe in myself in a new way,” says Gamberg. “The whole experience was so joyful for me, even though a lot of these songs are very sad.”
The latest entry in an acclaimed catalog including their widely beloved 2021 debut EP Crisis Kitand its 2023 follow-up Pest, Where the Earth Bends begins on the oddly thrilling lament of “Get a Life”: a sing-along-ready rumination on the all-too-familiar challenge of living fully in the moment. “I feel like I spend a lot of time knowing I should be present, I should be enjoying the things in front of me, but I can’t,” says Gamberg, who wrote “Get a Life” in the midst of a meditation retreat in upstate New York. “It’s a lot of knowing what you should be doing, but not being able to do it.” The first song recorded for Where the Earth Bends, “Get a Life” instantly set the tone for the spirit of playful experimentation that soon infused all of the LP. “At some point I picked up some spoons and used them as percussion, and we ended up keeping that on the track,” says Gamberg. “It was my first time working with Rob and Matt and we had so much fun putting the song together—nothing ever felt forced, which was true for the whole album.”
Deeply rooted in Daffo’s unsparing self-reflection, Where the Earth Bends sheds light on their struggle with obsessive-compulsive disorder on songs like the distortion-drenched “Habit.” “I wrote that song at a moment when I was having a hard time with my OCD and cyclical thinking,” says Gamberg. “It’s partly about how I tend to come to conclusions about certain situations before even allowing myself to experience them.” Meanwhile, “Quick Fix” examines how attempts at self-soothing frequently lead to prolonged suffering. Detailing the empty pleasures of cigarette smoking and one-night stands, the visceral yet ineffably gentle track serves as a sonic testament to Gamberg’s inner battle to understand and forgive themselves. “The first verse, about eating junk and smoking, I squeezed out during a very intense writer’s block,” Gamberg says. “On tour, I quit smoking for my voice. When I came back from tour, I still couldn’t write until one day I started smoking again. That day I was able to finish the song; my slight regression became fuel for the rest of the words.”
Written entirely by Gamberg, Where the Earth Bends inhabits a particularly raw emotionality on “Dagger Song”—a hypnotically droney and mercurial track that explodes into an exhilaratingoutburst at the bridge. “It’s about a person I had a very close relationship with who decided to not be in my life anymore, and me trying to respect their desire for space while also grieving the loss of that connection,” says Gamberg. Imbued with equal parts rage, shame, and resolve, the sublimely grungy “Absence Makes the Heart Grow” documents the slow dissolution of a long-distance relationship. “I wrote the song at the end of a relationship, and in my pain, I felt as though the cliché about distance making the heart grow fonder was a sham,” says Gamberg. “It made everything harder, the waves of emotion that accompanied reuniting and separating were too intense to navigate. So, I decided to twist the saying into something that felt more real to me.” And on “Sideways,” Daffo builds a gorgeous tension between the track’s tender sonic backdrop (delicate piano, warm upright bass, softly sprawling acoustic guitar) and their heavy-hearted confession of a possibly harmful tendency to hide their feelings from others (from the chorus: “I can’t say what I mean/So I let it out sideways/And if I could say what I mean/I’d still let it out/Sideways”).
With their artist name taken from the swath of daffodils that grew in the yard of their childhood home, Gamberg first tapped into their innate musicality by taking up violin age six, then underwent classical training for nearly a decade before discovering their affinity for guitar. At the age of 15, they took part in a summer program at Boston’s Berklee College of Music, where they crossed paths with Hudson Pollock—a fellow student who soon introduced Gamberg to the DIY community in northern New Jersey, including all-ages spaces like Serendipity Café (a student-run nonprofit venue that’s hosted likeminded artists such as Pinegrove and Alex G). “I started going up to New Jersey almost every weekend to record or play shows, and after a while I felt like I needed to get out my town altogether,” Gamberg says. Following a failed attempt at persuading their parents to let them drop out of high school, Gamberg enrolled at Idyllwild Arts Academy (a residential arts high school in Southern California) just after Covid hit. “I spent a lot of my time secluded in the mountains, writing and recording and going to classes on Zoom,” says Gamberg, who self-released Crisis Kit during their time at Idyllwild. “At first I had a hard time with songwriting classes; I didn’t like the idea of following any kind of formula or rules. But eventually I learned a lot about what makes a song effective, and how to convey things in a way that really gets through to somebody.”
After graduating, Gamberg enrolled at the Clive Davis Institute of Recorded Music at New York University and slowly made their way into the local DIY scene. “The first time I played in New York, I didn’t know anyone and only one person showed up,” they say. “But then my first week of classes I went in and told everyone, ‘I’m playing a show on Friday and I don’t have a band, who wants to play with me?’ It’s a lot harder to tap into the DIY scene there, but pretty soon I was playing shows every weekend in New York and in Jersey.” As their community of fans began to grow, they downloaded TikTok on a whim and went viral with the second post they ever shared: a bedroom performance of a spontaneously composed song called “The Experiment,” which later appeared as a bonus track on Pest. Not long after Pest’s arrival, Daffo inked a deal with Concord Records, then left NYU to focus on their music full-time.
Since signing with Concord (who spearheaded the first-time vinyl release of Crisis Kit and Pest), Daffo has landed spots on lineups to major international festivals like The Great Escape, London Calling, and Pitchfork Paris, in addition to touring as direct support for Annie DiRusso and Blondshell. “It’s so crazy to travel to so many places and talk to all the people who’ve been listening to my music,” Gamberg says. “Some people are really shy, some people give me art they’ve made, some people tell me very personal stories about the way my songs have helped them. It’s always cool to feel like the things I’ve gone through and written about weren’t all for nothing.” Looking back on the making of Where the Earth Bends, Gamberg notes that the experience of songwriting remains unaltered by the ever-growing reach of their artistry. “It’s amazing that people are able to connect with my music, and it makes me feel a deeper connection to the world overall,” says Gamberg. “But even though it gives me so much joy, I don’t think it’s really changed anything. At my core, I still just write for myself and for my survival. I still just want to make things that feel good to me.”
ARTIST: Daffo
TITLE: Where the Earth Bends
LABEL: Concord Records
Photography by Nolan Knight
Album Cover by Zora Gamberg
Additional Package Design by Christopher Leckie
Produced and Mixed by Rob Schnapf
Recorded by Matt Schuessler
Engineer: Matt Schuessler
Mastered by Dave Cooley
Thank yous:
Rob Schnapf
Matt Schuessler
Ethan Converse
Jules Zucker
Mark Williams
Sam Polonsky
Dave Cooley
Dave Way
Zora Gamberg
Wyatt Kirschner
Sam Martinez
Adri Maiella
Emma Stacher
Sam Cronin
Lucas Wurman
Aidan Finn
Connor Finn
Omeed Almassi
Connor Scheff
Hudson Pollock
Jerry Borgé
Rachel Goodrich
Josh Adams
Sam Penn
Mariana Chilton
Leonard Gamberg
Juliette Li
Brian Snyder
Concord Records
Artist Representation/Management: Rose Garden Artists – Ethan Converse & Jules Zucker
Project Manager: Sam Polonsky
The flower at your feet was alive until you stepped on it
But you were in a rush on your way to nowhere
Now when you find yourself looking back on all the paths you’ve been
There will be no flower there
The robin in the sky sang a sweet song till you tuned it out
But you were occupied getting busy in your head
Now when you find yourself looking for something to sing about
You’ll open up your mouth with no melody to lend
Slow down
If you look where you’re going you might
Get a life
Full with every bite
The way your body aches is a language you’re too scared to learn
‘Cause if you understand, you might have to compromise
But there will come a day when you can’t ignore how much it hurts
No choice but to return
To that spot behind your eyes
Where you’ll recognize
That you have found a home
And you can bring it anywhere
Slow down
If you look where you’re going you might
Get a life
Full with every bite
It’s the sight of the water that gets you wet
With a jangle of keys you will swing open
At the thought of forgiving you will forget
You have a terrible habit
Habit
Habit
Habit
Habit
It’s hard not to feel hungry for the feast in your mind
It’s not the strain on your eyes that’ll make you go blind
It doesn’t matter what’s forward you will leave it behind
You have a terrible habit
Habit
Habit
Habit
Habit
By the size of your head
You must know everything
Every small consequence
That knowing everything brings
Which means that you must know better
But you don’t want to admit
That all the pain gives you pleasure
And you just don’t want to quit
Habit
Habit
Habit
Habit
Habit
Habit
Habit
Habit
My body is so fragile
Could bite my finger off like a carrot
If I was all alone going hungry
Could I trust myself not to do it?
I think about dying all the time
And what i’ve come to realize
Is I’m more scared of living
My body is no temple
Is it still a hate crime to burn it down?
I think about dying all the time
And what i’ve come to realize
Is i’m more scared of living
Twin daggers no juggler could swallow
Some things you can’t take back, reuse, or borrow
A family without a traceable tree
I thought your word was gold
I see it rusting
Yeah it’s fine if you want to be left alone
But you made a promise then
Will you keep your promise?
When a drifter tries to build home in a person
There’s never enough room for every piece of them
But your split ends are probably grazing your back again
And it’s been way too long since I gave you a good trim
Yeah it’s fine if you want to be left alone
But you made a promise then
Will you keep your promise?
Yeah it’s fine if you don’t wanna turn that stone
But you made a promise then
Will you keep your promise?
Slide down to the hardwood, knees knock left
Tongue out
I lap up the puddle that you wept
A hound
Sawyer
Misunderstood
If you wanted to I would
And that makes me a bad dog
That makes me a bad dog
I dig up your past, gnaw on the bone
Canine
Tell me that I’ll get it when I’m grown
In time
Sawyer
Dog years, manhood
If you wanted to I would
And that makes me a bad dog
That makes me a bad dog
Hoo howwooo hooo
Hooo hooo
Trained me to expect the best from you
Submit
Begging, drooling, hit me with a shoe
I’ll sit
Sawyer
It’s understood
If you wanted to you would
Plastic spoon feeds me plastic food
Off my living room kitchen table
Soon I can handle another Camel
Can’t be too careful
Cancerous candle fuming
But I ignore all the physics
Cuz I’m a whore for a quick fix
Sleep like I’m in a coffin
Face up arms crossed
And every so often
Tossing and fucking like it’s a chore
Cheek on the headboard
Try not to look bored
Come for me
While I ignore all the antics
Cuz I’m a whore for a quick fix
Fucking friends and strangers while you love me
I’m so desperate it’s disgusting
I’ve been burning for you for five raining years
I’ve come to learn that I might be a chandelier
Absence makes the heart grow fickle and forgetful
Absence makes the heart grow hungry and neglectful
It’s so comfortable in here for a cage
It’s hard to notice all the chains
We’ve been decorating out of the fear
That there is nothing better than what we have here
Absence makes the heart grow fickle and forgetful
Absence makes the heart grow hungry and
Absence makes the heart grow fickle and forgetful
Absence makes the heart grow hungry and neglectful
Absence makes the heart grow
Absence makes the heart grow
Absence makes the heart grow
It’s not the old dog’s fault he’s tired
You keep losing your ball
Keep losing your ball
Keep losing
Here boy
Drop it
Good boy
Fetch it
He greets you when you get back home
Like it’s his life’s purpose
It’s his life’s purpose
It’s his life
Here boy
Drop it
Good boy
Fetch it
After all
What’s there to do in the backyard?
Here boy
Drop it
Good boy
Fetch it
Here boy
Drop it
Good boy
Fetch it
In this lonely town
I’m the tallest man around
Hard to keep a friend when my neck hurts from always looking down
And in this story book
I’m a real Captain Hook
Even when I try to hide my hands I’ve got that evil look
I hope when I’m in hell I’ll finally fit in well
I’ve got all these jokes I’ve been dying to tell
And in this pie I baked
I put all of my mistakes
I will shove it down your throat so you can tell me how it tastes
I said tell me how it tastes
I hope when I’m in hell I’ll finally fit in well
I’ve got all these jokes I’ve been dying to tell
And if the dead don’t like ‘em that’s their problem
They got themselves here
No climbing up from this rock bottom
Ha ha ha
Ha ha ha
Ha ha ha
Dad’s an angry driver
Pulls a Jersey slide
Black fly hits the windshield
Dead on the passenger side
Pull into the funeral home
Climb the hill to unveil the gravestone
Now I pray for an aunt I never knew I had
And I cry cuz I learned I never knew my dad
And we all grieve together
Different things
While the highway sings
You must be Gabriela
Look how much you grew
Cousin Jacob
Enthused like I’ve heard of you
Introduce me to your wife
Belly full growing a new life
Now I pray for a baby sharing in my blood
And I cry knowing I missed out on all this love
And we all grieve together
Different things
While the highway sings
Found out Tuesday that the baby died
Born still to her mother
My cousin’s wife
And selfishly I couldn’t wait to hold her
Cuz I don’t think I want one when I’m older
And I don’t know if I can say her name now
If my ears are worthy of the sweet sound
of Adalie
Adalie
Adalie
Adalie
Adalie
Adalie
Adalie
ooh
ooh
ooh
ooh
ooh
Perfect circle burning purple
Sunset on a red ladder
In an obvious hiding spot
Carve a smile
Juvenile attempt at an apology
Can’t be sincere through tensing teeth
I can’t say what I mean
So I let it out sideways
And If I could say what I mean
I’d still let it out
Sideways
Lips are zippered
I’m no songbird
Despite what good people think
Some secrets are a good thing
Cuz who’s to say
That it is wrong
To catch a knife
As it falls
I can’t say what I mean
So I let it out sideways
And If I could say what I mean
I’d still let it out
Sideways
The first time I saw my mother cry
Her tears rained down like bullets
Putting holes in the floor of the minivan
That was the first day that I noticed
I can see where the earth bends
Where the trees comb the clouds into dividends
After a while
You are not a child anymore
After a while
You are not a child
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