I always feel a kind of despair whenever I try to write about music.
Explaining why a piece of music is good has many inherent problems. You can fall into the trap of describing virtuosity and technical skill which is never a good basis for good music. You can praise the quality of the voice, but plenty of people have good voices that don’t create good music. In its core, good music is subjective. When you or I like a piece of music, we aren’t wrong. That piece happened to pique our interest, happened to speak to our core, happened to tug on our hearts.
That’s how I feel about Vincent Eco’s music.
The moment I try to put into words why I like his music, it crumbles on my feet. I can’t explain the honesty in his verses, the feeling in each word, or the intended simplicity in each note. One time when watching him play, I couldn’t help myself, but describe his performance as, “It’s so good… but so fucking depressing!”
In a way, that was the best compliment I could think of. Music, really good music forces us to feel whether we like it or not. Whether that feeling is joy, sadness, hope, or despair, the true power is in its ability to release those feelings out into the surface.
Vincent Eco can do that in spades. Whatever you feel when you listen to his music, embrace it. Take it in.
I will love you… if you don’t.
I will hold you in my arms if you let go.
I know you are lying when you say you don’t love me
because I know you do.
He’s coming out with an album soon. But don’t wait or just listen to his stuff on the internet. Seek him out. Find where he is playing. Watch him play live. Nothing can replace the experience of watching a good artist live. That’s how you find out who they truly are.
Just when you think you have a handle for his music, he’ll get you off kilter. A few months back, I was watching him play a Listening Room show. It was the kind of show where everyone sat quietly on the floor to listen to the artists. In the middle of his set, Vincent Eco asked the audience and the Mother Folker (everyone asks the Mother Folker for permission) if he could stand up and play in front of the stage, ignoring all the amplification equipment. He stood up, walked into the middle of the crowd, and started playing. It sounded even better. He wasn’t hiding behind the microphone and all the sound equipment. He was right there, standing as close as possible, showing every bit of his soul to the audience.
This gripping performance is still something I remember months later.
In the video below, he says that he hopes to inspire other people through his music. With the way his music forces you to feel, I don’t doubt that he already has.
PS – Great video by Dogpound Films! Looking forward to more features guys.
*Header photo from Vincent Eco Facebook page.