Once upon a time on a rainy Monday evening in Guildford I got dragged to the Boileroom for the millionth time to listen to an artist that I was told in no uncertain terms that I’d fall in love with. Now, for those that know me, I claim to ‘love’ a lot of people: musicians and actors alike, I spread my love about like a tub of Flora. Ruarri Joseph, I was informed, got my friend through a horrendous time at uni, and basically stopped her from going insane in her last year and would ease my stresses. Cue me skipping along like an eager beaver to go and drink a bottle (or five) of Sol and listen to the man himself. My friend was right, he was exactly what I needed.
His lyrics are timeless, honest and captivating, they resonate instantly and you remember why you have faith in music. Well, that’s what he did for me anyway.
His fourth and current studio album, Brother is a tribute to a close friend who passed away, and he calls it, “a love letter to the years that were and that will be”. The man is incredible.
If you can be in love with a feeling that music gives you, then that’s exactly how I felt.
Written by ::: Rachel Pulleyn