WILLIAM STEFFEY

<body> When asked how to describe his sound, William Steffey is extremely evasive. “How about Sade meets Tool?” Understanding his hesitance about becoming pigeon-holed, I quickly guide him toward safer waters and we chat about his new album, ROADSTAR instead. In the vein of other megalomaniacs like Billy Corgan and Trent Reznor, William Steffey plays all the instruments on his eleven song album- displaying quiet virtuosity on guitars, a strong feel for cutting-edge synthesis, and even some proficiency on the drums. “I’m a total hack, but I can keep time,” William Steffey contends. The songs across ROADSTAR effortlessly integrate elecrtonica, honest hard rock, and the tastier elements 70’s FM songwriting -- a rare feat in this cut and paste age. “When I was in high-school, I was interested in synth music as well as heavy guitar stuff- and on top of that I was also playing in jazz band,” William Steffey remembers. “So when I would go to record, I would make a synth song, then a heavy song, then a jazz song. Over time the styles naturally fused, so now I can make one song and it’s got everything in there.” Riding atop William Steffey’s lush soundscapes and evocative melodies are his positively refreshing lyrics. William Steffey is somehow able to explore the tenets of synchronicity, higher physics, and post-millennium spirituality all under the radar of the casual pop sleepwalker. “I have a multi-layered approach when it comes to words. I always try to make the top layer totally accessible-- catchy and a little poppy. Then I like to obscure pronouns and make little trap-doors of entendre so a little universe opens up underneath for the exploring... it’s nice, because every listener unconsciously chooses their own comfort level.” While William Steffey insists that each person’s own interpretation is the correct one- when pressed, he suggests the following lines from “Grow Crazy” I met a green 19 typified what it means to come on just a little too strong she was great at sex but she never gave me subtext may have more to do with the soulless excesses of the late 1900’s than getting some action in the backseat of a car. When asked to elaborate, William Steffey quickly declines “I’ve said way too much already!” For more information and free downloads, point your browser towards: williamsteffey.com </body>