The Saplings--'love songs' and 'hate songs', unavoidable fate songs. Grooves of the old, sounds of the new (of course there are sounds of the old too). Horns, there are four; all some sort of brass. Push us from soft to full sound in the flashiest flash. Keyboards and Rhodes, guitar, bass and drums. 4-part R.A.D. vocals for your listening fun. Come hear our pop. Like never before. Traces of soul, disco, jazz, maybe more? Come hear the band 'cause we're coming to you. The tree grows bigger like all saplings do.