Music

Every sound, every note, makes a mark: from the small notes on the piano, to the dynamic swell of the bass and the inflections from the lead vocal.

As you peel back the layers of intricate bass, emotional vocal delivery, and auxiliary keyboards, you are left with a pocket-driven core that will not be ignored.

It feels a bit like bouncing around your rich in-laws house with a glass full of expensive vodka.

The lyrics smack of gothic imagery against the backdrop of a city at night.

The message is clear, from the song, as well as the artist: were just a moment away. Rejoice.

Theryl ‘Houseman’ DeClouet: his inflected and gritty tenor will always be synonymous with soul and should be remembered in the same breath as his beloved home, New Orleans.

Some of us hear the sound of birds, or the wind through the trees, when we close our eyes and relax; some hear Edamame.

With no lyrics there are no semantic details, there is only silence and noise. photo credit: Koury Angelo