Photo by Darius Soodmand
Sam Smith is giving me serious eargasms. I listened to his hit tune Stay With Me at least 83 times today alone. Safe to say its getting pretty serious.
That voice though. Damn. He is proof that God exists. I’ll be honest, I’ve had a wee little singalong now and then. And yes, by singalong I do mean performed an entire one woman showcase of his songs to my pet bird whilst my mum was out using karaoke backing tracks I found on youtube. Don’t deny it, we’ve all been there.
It’s usually the kind of depressingly emotional ballad I would listen to with a spoon and tub of icecream in hand. It often gets very bridget jones diary late at night in my room, with only iTunes to keep me company.
And when those gospel-esque harmonies kick in – lordy. I go weak at this knees for that heavenly sound let me tell you.
So next time you’re feeling down about this crazy circus we call life, do yourself a favour and listening to the orgasmic sounds of one Sam Smith.
You’re very welcome
p.s Sam if you’re out there, yes, yes I will stay with you.