Think of someone who was glad to see you. Can you still hear the way they said your name? There might be a little lift on the last syllable that you could still pick out in a room full of people. Back then, it was just hello.
That feeling runs through All That Time, my new eight-song album. I’m interested in how long it can take to recognize affection, especially when it comes in a form that’s easy to take for granted. Somebody counts you in for dinner. You’re relieved when the plans fall through. An evening to yourself sounds good, and so does knowing there was a place for you.
The music moves between roots-informed pop-rock and atmospheric art-pop. I like a voice close enough to hear a thought change halfway through a line. On the title track, the singer spends much of the song wondering what he was waiting for. It takes him until the last chorus to give himself an honest answer.
“I thought the best was still to come / Mmmm, some of it was / Some of it was in her voice / All that time.”
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I hope you enjoy.
Bill
