NYC-based artist, blogger, and performer. A lover of thrifting, collector of Spotify playlists, and enthusiast of cheap wine.
At this time, you’d be hard pressed to find someone who has not had their own personal experience with anxiety. Panic attacks are met with breathing exercises, and the ever-present fear of rejection from others lingers. Our emotions can consume us, and all that we can do is find the best outlets to let it all go. For musician Ainsley Farrell, this catharsis came in the form of working on her new album, and releasing her latest single So Small.
Currently based out of Sydney, Australia, Ainsley Farrell extends her hand in an act of solitude with So Small. There is a beautiful darkness seeping through every lyric, and with poetic ease Farrell’s haunting vocals echo the agony that accompanies our anxieties. The resonating glimmer in her vocals mirrors So Small‘s lilting guitar; and similar to a panic attack, you spiral along with it.
There’s a fuzzy feeling you get when you hear Farrell’s contralto voice that quickly creeps its way into your chest. Her harmonies, almost like laughter from dissonant yet familiar voices, contain elegant mystery. Inside her is a folk DNA intertwined with indie cells, rock bones. Written after experiencing an overwhelming panic attack, So Small is highly confessional for Farrell, and it’s reminiscent of what constitutes all of the aforementioned genres: heartfelt misery, and the memories of stories untold. Leaving your body is wildly frightening, and it can even alter how you view yourself and your life. Panic attacks, though widely discussed, are still stigmatized. So Small is Farrell’s labor of love to all who know the hurt of healing.