Epitaph
2009
At Home We Are Tourists
About This Album
In most cases, bands don't become conflicted until their second or third album, but strangely enough, on Settle's first full-length, they already seem to be enduring an identity crisis. Blame it on the fact that Settle's been together (in one form or another) for almost eight years (an eternity in emo years) or blame it on the fact that "emo" has become a relatively unsavory stamp, with many mainstays of the genre trying to wash their hands clean of any traces of the term (their labelmates A New Found Glory for example are referring to themselves as "pop punk/rock/hardcore" on their Myspace page). But as most punk-pop groups either try to rekindle their punk roots or look to pop standards like Sgt. Pepper's for inspiration, Settle has instead decided to go the indie/dance route. To boost their credibility, they hired a producer who's capable of molding a nice, thick -- but not overly slick -- indie rock sound. Enter Adam Lasus (producer/engineer of Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, and Yo La Tengo), who lent his expertise to At Home We Are Tourists.

Calling in reinforcements to give Settle a musical make-over seems like a logical move, considering the group members' genre-spanning tastes, but even with the addition of indie flair -- handclaps, melodica, whistles, and glockenspiels -- their music still sounds undeniably emo at its root.
Track List (try tracks 3,5,6,8,10 and 11)

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