Brooke House takes us to the heart with "Sing to Me"

On "Sing to Me," Brooke House provides a repose, a time of gentle relatedness that feels both intensely private and universally true. From the downbeat of the very first note, the song sets a melancholy yet intimate mood that brings listeners to a place where it seems there's safety, even exhilaration, in exposing one's underbelly. The strangest thing is that the song has a life of its own. "Sing to Me" is not a song for melody, but an echo. It's a template for those occasions when music isn't just a sound, but a vessel for our sense of feeling and our bonding with one another. Which is why the track is so magnetic: It's not just something that longs to be listened to but also felt.

Every lyric is supported by such sincerity that what we hear has the buoyant feel of a simple warming consolation, as basic as a warm conversation with a sympathetic soul. And yet after, in a sweet conversation, what follows seems to require so little, only that we not feel so alone. There's a natural affability to his delivery. Still, for every bit he dials up the open-hearted charm, there's a corresponding deflection of undoubted emotional weight, making the song feel substantial, but deep.

Those who have already read Polygon will naturally be seduced by the comfortable mood that Brooke creates. It's the kind of song that lingers not because it's too sticky to shake but because it has something that there is not enough of: honesty, no affectation. In "Sing to Me," Brooke House demonstrates how vulnerability can be a source of strength and that the most powerful songs are those that simply tell the truth. It's a record that music, at its best, doesn't just take up space against silence, but heals it.