When the song was brought to my attention, the name Axtone was dropped a number of times. This created a preconception in my mind that I was supposed to be listening to some sort of main stage progressive house number. Color me underwhelmed when I hit play and heard this. But something told me to give it another shot and listen with an open mind. And I’m glad I did.
What I found the second time wasn’t a lack of anything, but the presence of so much more. Listening to it purely as a song seems like such a simple concept, but so often, we listen to music with preconceptions that paint our interpretations of the art we consume. Now that I wasn’t waiting for the four-on-the-floor beat and super saw synths, I was able to pick up on the delicately swirling melody, the bass guitar notes, each hit of the hi-hat, and the journey behind the music.