After being encouraged to head out into unchartered territory, Sam somewhat reluctantly handed in „Trepidant“ and earned immediate rapturous applause. Taking cues from Blues, Dubstep and some hidden place deep in Sam’s head, „Trepidant“ sounds like a chopped & screwed afterhourballad, warily stumbling out of a hot and sticky swamp somewhere near Baton Rouge, wondering how the hell it had gotten there.