It’s not a single in the conventional sense: it’s a soft-spoken offering, equal parts music and memory.
Far from your typical single, ‘Dear You, It’s Me’ is less about melody and more about meaning. It plays out like a tender journal entry set to ambient soundscapes, and that’s exactly what it is. Harry’s spoken-word delivery is unhurried and intimate, as if he’s reading a letter across the kitchen table. There are no choruses or climaxes, just a rare and steady presence that gently commands your attention.
The track’s origins lie in a journal entry, scribbled down during a shift at a Berlin café. That intimacy remains untouched. His voice, unhurried and close, feels like it's sitting beside you rather than performing for you. There’s no artifice, no big crescendo, just grounded presence, a rare thing in a world constantly pushing toward crescendo.
The minimal production is a masterstroke, a lo-fi blend of subtle textures and space that gives his words the room they need to land. Rather than filling the track with unnecessary embellishments, Harry allows stillness to do the heavy lifting. It’s meditative without being overly polished, and that’s precisely the point: ‘Dear You, It’s Me’ feels like it could only have come from a place of complete honesty.
A short film expands the narrative; we follow Harry through Berlin’s twilight streets, ending in a profound, wordless embrace with an older man. It’s a moment of visual poetry, both ambiguous and deeply felt, echoing the track’s message of self-compassion and timeless connection. It feels less like promotion, more like an offering. It’s a visual metaphor that mirrors the song’s spirit: the search for self, for belonging, for peace in one’s skin. You don’t watch it; you feel it.
This may be a departure from Hudson Taylor’s trademark folk harmonies, but it doesn’t abandon the heart that’s always been at the centre of Harry’s songwriting. If anything, it zooms in on it. By stripping away the familiar trappings of structure and melody, Harry offers something rawer and more resonant. It’s the kind of track you return to when the world feels too loud and you need a moment of quiet reflection.
As hints of future melodic work begin to glimmer on the horizon, ‘Dear You, It’s Me’ stands as a bold and beautiful side-step; a soft-spoken curveball that lingers long after its final words. It’s a moment captured in time, an invitation to pause and listen, both to Harry and to yourself. And in today’s hyper-paced world, that’s a gift worth holding onto.
Danielle Holian
Image: ‘Dear You, It’s Me’ Official Single Cover