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.