LITM Singer-Songwriter picks tunes to set the tone of the week brought to you by Oaken Lee, Sean Griffin, Just Rick, Mahto & The Loose Balloons and Ink To Spill.
1. Oaken Lee – The Longest Way (to Say Goodbye)
Oaken Lee's The Longest Way (to Say Goodbye) is like the kind of song you come across during a late-night drive, the stars twinkling above you, the drizzle on the windshield, and thoughts you didn't intend to face resonating in your head. It's a subdued but emotionally deep song that carelessly threads acoustic guitar and ambient modern production into something that sounds like a recollection in movement. Lee won't overwhelm you with theatrics; he invites you into a realm of quietude, heat, and slow-burning contemplation. The song is as much about the gravity of leaving behind as it is about the hope that remains in release. Whether it's a physical goodbye or a symbolic leave-taking from an aspect of yourself, this song greets you exactly where you are. It's personal, ageless, and the kind of song you'll want to hear as the credits roll on your own indie moment.
2. Sean Griffin – People Are Mad
Sean Griffin's People Are Mad is akin to being treated to a carnival of contemporary life in three and a half manically addictive minutes. It's punk-folk pandemonium at its best, all harmonicas, banjos, train whistles, and a generous serving of dark Irish wit. The song begins rooted in an acoustic strum and soon unfolds into a wondrous circus of sound, demonstrating that yes, humans are crazy, and it's hilarious and heartbreaking. Griffin's lyrics are keen yet completely relatable; you'll find yourself chuckling, agreeing, and perhaps even whispering the title phrase to yourself while doomscrolling next time. There's something freeing about the way the song embraces the absurdities of life. Crafted with passion and panache by Grammy-winning artists, the end result is a rich, unpredictable soundscape that never forgets its humanity. Imagine Zippity Doo Dah and Sgt. Pepper with a pint on the table and a nod to the insanity surrounding us.
3. Just Rick – Quaint Celestial Reflections
Just Rick's Quaint Celestial Reflections is the kind of song you don't just hear, you drift through it. It's cosmic daydreaming for overthinkers and quiet rebels both. Against a psychedelic landscape of undulating synths and laid-back grooves, the song considers ambition and disillusionment and the peculiar calm of letting go. Rick delivers the existential with charisma, dropping lines that fall like stardust on the soul, glittering, soft, and somehow reassuring. It's like talking to your future self who's already experienced the quarter-life crisis and emerged wiser (and a bit weirder). With trippy instrumentals and lyrics that sound like stoner philosophy colliding with poetic understanding, Quaint Celestial Reflections doesn't preach—it reflects, muses, shrugs, and gives you a cosmic bong. The lo-fi spacey quality of the song makes it ideal for journaling, zoning out, or drifting through memories that never really stuck. It’s an escape hatch in audio form, celestial, quaint, and sneakily profound.
4. Mahto & The Loose Balloons – Parking Lots
With Parking Lots, Mahto & The Loose Balloons deliver a song that feels like a sepia-toned photograph of your youth, faded, familiar, and still full of meaning. This track is a masterclass in nostalgic storytelling. Mahto’s voice carries a quiet ache, the kind that knows better than to shout. It's contemplative but not maudlin, romantic but not silly. The composition is simple—tattered strumming, ethereal keys, that lets the lyrics carry the weight. And they do, with phrases that pull you into that transitional place between "what was" and "what might have been." It's the soundtrack for every unfinished love story, every drawn-out goodbye, every parking lot where you sat thinking what the fuck comes next. Parking Lots doesn't attempt to fix anything. It simply asks you to sit down and recall. And sometimes that's all you truly need. a song that allows you to inhale the past, if only a little.
5. Ink to Spill – South Side
Ink to Spill's South Side is more than a song, it's a film-like nod to the grit, heart, and soul of a girl who discovers magic in crayons and strength in art. The band weaves an emotional force that's half-heart-tug and half-head-bob. You can almost envision the Chicago streets as Farrah Adams—vulnerable and blazing, takes the spotlight in this sonic short film. Gus Reeves' voice is full of lived-in honesty, and the band, augmented by new and old blood alike, plays lush, driving support that propels the tale along. From the understated but beautiful guitar of John Tate to Ernie Adams' perpetually accurate percussion, every facet gives weight to the tale. But it's the lyrics of Bob Sauer that really stand out, sketching pictures of survival, of beauty, and belief amidst chaos. South Side is not a song, it's a movement—a reminder that art can be rebellion, and crayons can paint the future.