Discovering new music is my favorite thing to do, but the constant search for something new can sometimes feel like a revolving door. I’m not sure how the rest of the Lyrical Lemonade crew feels, but, for me, but writing about songs can sometimes make it feel all the more intermittent or transactional because you are always on the hunt for something new.

With that said, someone, I’ve found my self listening to, following, and rooting for, is Wiley From Atlanta. A genuine fan of his, I’ve been looking forward to the release of his debut album, Blue Don’t Make Me Cry for some time, and now that it’s here, I’m happy to report it’s just what I was expecting.

I could tell you about how the production weaves seamlessly between hip-hop, rock, soul, and R&B but still remains fluid and cohesive, or how Wiley’s raw, smoky vocals give the album some serious depth and texture, but more than those things, what really stands out, what made me a fan in the first place, is his honesty and authenticity. Born from the death of a friend and the end of the relationship, you can tell this project meant the world to him. You can feel that Wiley put his blood, sweat, tears, and heart into Blue Don’t Make Me Cry and in addition to resulting in some stellar, unique music, it makes you care about him and his story…which, by the way, is just beginning.

Standouts: “Cashmere,” “Shells On The Rug,” “This Ain’t Love”