BURNING
The harmonies melded with tight drums and synth lines is what caught my ears on this one, a summery vibe from south east Londoner Alex Spinney, what a tune! I love the way the synths spit and fizzle underneath this as well as the punchy doof of the toms for punctuation…
Lyrics:
“Baby I’m burning, burning, wastefully working, to not leave a trace
Cos you got me yearning, yearning, secretly searching, could you feel the
same
Got a wounded ego, should I be just slamming on the brakes
But baby I’m burning, burning, oh,
I’m damn certain
No matter what it takes.”
The chorus is very catchy, and this illustrates why, easy to sing along to…
The second verse gives you a glimpse into what the song is about the writer is in a conflict with themselves about what to do… very well illustrated!
“And while I’m armed for battle, my heart is drawn
Every time you leave, all I feel is tangled and torn
You’re not just another one nighter that’ll leave me low, with you it could hurt much more
Doesn’t quite happen all that often, so believe me if I’m bold And oh believe me if I’m bold.”
Alex Spinney is a British singer/songwriter and multi-instrumentalist from South London. After begging his parents to let him learn piano at 4 years old, he quickly developed a love of making music. Growing up, Alex experimented with a wide range of different genres, but whichever direction he took, he always gravitated back to the world of pop music.
Alex brands his music as ‘piano-based pop’, and likes to infuse his style of pop with splashes of different musical worlds, including folk, synth-pop, classical, soul and blues. He writes music that allows him to wrap his distinctively honeyed vocals around emotive melodies and classic pop choruses, all whilst looking at life’s events from his own, unique perspective.
After years of musical soul-searching, Alex has now honed in on his individual sound and style. He’s been working on his debut EP for the past two years, and has been lucky enough to record with the team at Iguana Records in Brixton, London.
Review by Del Osei-Owusu
The songbird 