Dear Kevin Parker,
I’m not gonna say I’m your biggest fan (although I believe spilling my heart out to you on the interweb should give me some credibility), but I am gonna say that your music has changed my life, and in a way saved me through one of my most tumultuous years.
It all started when I saw you live for the first time at Boston Calling last summer. You were my right of passage into life in a big city. I left a piece of my heart in the financial district that evening as my body swam through the vibrant sound waves of Apocalypse Dreams.
In the prime of my difficulties, Currents came out. Something I struggle to make sense of happened the moment I heard Yes I’m changing; I experienced spirituality for the first time in my life. Granted, I had been getting into serious yoga and meditation, which I am assuming only furthered my experience.
Regardless, Yes I’m Changing came on and for whatever reason, my whole worldview shifted. I left my troubled body and entered a fantastical place where only joy existed. None of the pain was there any longer, at least for a couple of seconds. In that brief time period, I entered a temporary euphoria, which instilled in me the strength and courage to get up the next morning. In that moment, I understood that the beauty of the human experience and of your music outweighed the heavy burden of depression.
You’ve helped me connect to my life in a way I didn’t realize was possible. In that moment, I saw love in its purest form, which made me wonder if you knew your music has the potential to shift one’s painful reality towards healing.
When difficulty ensued in the fall, Currents was there for me once again. It served as my best friend, one that would never judge my tears, but instead provide me with a genuine reassurance that “hell yah homie, this shit sucks right now.” I felt a little less alone on this gigantic spec of dust, known as planet Earth. But it’s the only world I’ll ever know.
Life is hard, unfair, and ruthless at times. But at others, art created by strangers influences the lives of other strangers in need. And suddenly, some “stranger” is in your head, feeling your emotions and creating a pocket of vulnerability for the whole world to hear. It’s all so beautiful, and I am eternally grateful for you.
I just wanted to let you know that your art matters. So fucking much. Your music is a powerful force in this world, so thank you for sharing a piece of your heart.