When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. ― Henry David Thoreau
Thoreau’s words come to mind when I listen to Lloyd Yates’s 5 song E.P, Bring Back the Life. I don’t typically “fear danger”, but I have been feeling a lot of unrest lately. It’s not exactly bad, but it’s not good, either. I’ve been unfocused which makes me edgy and I feel like my inspiration muses have been on vacation. Music, the thing I rely on to center me, only seems to stir up the chaotic energy that’s been pulsating in me for months. As a result there’s been a lot of silence in my house and though the silence has a calming presence it also makes me sad. It’s a reminder that something is lacking, something is off. Every once in awhile I find an unexpected kinship with an artist or a song and I start to feel like myself again. It’s such a welcome gift. With a subtle, unassuming grace Lloyd’s melodies have infiltrated the silence and wrapped themselves around me like a glorious symphonic hug. And for a bit I fear no danger and am invulnerable.
From the island of Jersey, this singer-songwriter has no doubt drawn inspiration from growing up seaside and a relationship forged with the ocean. Calm and tranquil or moody and unrelenting, the ocean is both intoxicating and devastatingly honest. That’s the beauty of nature — no facades. I know I quote e.e cummings a lot, but this one comes to mind: For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It’s always our self we find in the sea. Spend some time oceanside and see if things don’t get real. The music of Ben Howard and Angus & Julia Stone make a strong case for this.
The honesty of Yates’s delivery is what drew me in. With just a few breaths his world became my world. Just the way I like it.