Gareth Heesom: Ever See. Single Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

All that you ever saw, all that was lost to time as memories jostle for attention like moths dancing awkwardly around an orange light, some who have their wings singed as they fluttered greedily towards the light, some that find they can only catch the light on occasion as they slowly begin to fade and become forgotten in the dark…all that you will Ever See, is what remains when love and time collide to create the art we hold close to our hearts.

For it is those memories that survive, ill or steeped in greatness, bold and beautiful, lost, frightened and alone, to Ever See is to understand that what remains is meant to be our epitaph of our lives when it flashes before our eyes.

It is from the opening of Gareth Heesom’s latest single that the imagination of sight is revealed, the aural longing in the voice as a declaration of expression is voiced by a genuine passionate beholder of human endeavour and observation, but one to whom the heart is always longing, knowing the conflict of interest that comes from only seeing a single side to the unfolding story.

The dichotomy of the act, imploring innocence, fighting the despair of despondent action, it comes down to the continuing brilliance that is housed within the soul of Gareth Heesom. If ever there was a doubt, and why would there be, then the peak of performance that Ever See expands upon is one of polished consideration and beauty. The edge of a guitar opening the act, the voice actin g as its main player, and the imagination in between the narrator and observer of the piece. It breaks your heart; it thrills the mind at the same time.

If you look for love even when you are hurting then you shall find it, but if you search for isolation and silence then that is all you shall ever see, as the singer insists gently and with reason, look for a higher ground, for in the view you can praise the virtue of what surrounds you.

A magnificent single, one of far-reaching illumination.

Ian D. Hall