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๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ - this week: ENID (A letter to my grandmother) - Kyle M Watson

Welcome all to ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, a series of weekly reviews by Charles Connolly - an artist in his own right. Here, Charles delves into the greatest brand new singles brought to you by the best unsigned artists on our electrifying and eclectic set of ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ playlists.


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Charles goes back two generationsโ€ฆ


Parents. We canโ€™t avoid them. We canโ€™t ignore them. They are always an important and major part of everyoneโ€™s life. For some, they are very much around whether you want it or not. For others, they are a memory. Some of us will love or have loved our parents. Some will love one and resent the other. It is rare to not be close to at least one of them. But the one thing none of you will feel for them is nothing. There is a connection. We all have this in common. Grandparents on the other hand, well, this is where correlations are hard to draw. Many of you will be (or have been) very fond of your grandparents. Very close indeed. But others of you will have barely known them. This is the biggest genetic problem with them: they are usually so bloody old! Bit of a shame, not to mention a bugger. Theyโ€™re usually the nice ones. The lenient ones. The ones who let you get away with things that your parents wouldnโ€™t allow. Why? Because they want to be loved, and they want to see the love in the childโ€™s eyes. And because they never have to deal with the aftermath of little Tommy eating too many sweets:


โ€œYou mustnโ€™t let him eat so many sweets. You know how he getsโ€, says the parent.

โ€œOh, you always fuss. Heโ€™s happy. I didnโ€™t turn out bad, did I?โ€, replies the grandparent.

โ€œOnly because when you were his age, sweets were rationed!โ€, exclaims the parent.

The grandparent smiles wryly while batting the air with a swift hand, knowing theyโ€™ll both be leaving soon, and the peace can resume.


I have been without grandparents now for 17 years. Makes me feel rather old, despite being only in my thirties (I can say that for around 5 months). Rather strangely, I was closest to the one who died when I was 4. Itโ€™s an Italian thang. I say I was โ€œclosestโ€; I suppose I mean I feel the most fondness in hindsight. One grandparent passed when I was minus 31, one went away when I was 4, another left for the sky a couple of years later, and the remaining one just kept on going. Decade after decade, despite having severe illness for around 70 years. These debilitating ailments of my grandmother made it difficult to enjoy her company - how terribly selfish of her (I probably thought, being a typical viewless young oaf). She was kind, she was caring, she wanted so much to enjoy the time with her grandchild, but she just couldnโ€™t. And did I do all I could to make her comfortable and make her happy? Nope. I looked for ways to amuse myself, while occasionally wanting to pluck her long rogue whiskers. But her hair was always immaculate. She cared about appearances (as that generation did). That bright white bouffant of comfortably wavy perm. It was frankly all she had. She used to play the piano, and had an upright in the corner of the room. But it was little more than a sanitised shelf for medication by the time I was born. I never heard her play it.


2006 was a funny year for me - not haha funny. While most of you were listening to Gnarlz Barkleyโ€™s Crazy, Arctic Monkeysโ€™ When the Sun Goes Down, Snow Patrolโ€™s Chasing Cars, and Lily Allenโ€™s Smile, I was feeling different. I too was dancing around to these hits and many more, but something had hit me. I was not bereaved and in a deep state of sadness, but deeply pensive. I thought she would live forever. I had pretty much resigned myself to that notion; the stupid oaf that I was. But the point was, at the age of 22, I had no grandparents left. It felt weird. It felt isolating. My small family had shrunk by only one, yet it felt so much smaller. A generation was gone. This generation lived through both World Wars, for Godโ€™s sake! While my parents were making funeral arrangements, I was at home, writing a song for this dear sweet lady. In truth, it was actually for my mother, for she was (understandably) the most affected by this inevitable departure. This dear sweet lady was her mother. Always a connection, you see. This song was called โ€˜Donโ€™t Let Sadness Bring You Downโ€™, and was played at the old ladyโ€™s funeral. My mother didnโ€™t listen to my advice though: as the song played, she wept. Wept with a haunting yelp that I will never forget. Ach, Iโ€™m sorry - I just broke slightly. Had to pause writing. Let me compose myself. Wipe wipe, blow nose, deep breath in. There we are. All better. My apologies. Anyway. I held her as she gave in to her feelings. โ€œLet it outโ€, they say. โ€œLet it outโ€ is right. But EYE had to be brave. I had to be strong for my mother. Couldnโ€™t have the entire Connolly family in a puddle of tears. We werenโ€™t even wearing wellies! I shall move on now.


2023 marks the 10th anniversary of the loss of Kyle M Watsonโ€™s grandmother, Enid. Back in 2013, while others were listening to Daft Punk & Pharrell Williamsโ€™ Get Lucky, Drakeโ€™s Started From the Bottom, Miley Cyrusโ€™ Wrecking Ball, and Robin Thicke & Pharrell Williamsโ€™ Blurred Lines (Pharrell really was pick of the pops back then), Kyle was in mourning. Deep mourning. He wasnโ€™t able to groove to these tunes at all, for his was a different groove. One chiseled so deep it felt like starting from the bottom, without a rope. You see, Kyleโ€™s grandmother lived with him and his mother. So Enidโ€™s flight had left a void. A hole. An empty chair where love once sat. Enid was more like a second mother to Kyle, as his mother was out working most of the time. They lived in Barbados, known for its strong family values. It is clear this family was no exception. There is always that connection. A bond stronger than Loctite. A love greater than most. So when one of the family ceases to be, it is truly gut-wrenching for all. Having moved to New York at the age of 18 with his father, Kyle was all grown up and far away from Barbados life. But this didnโ€™t mean he was ridding himself of it. Lord, no! So when news hit the big city, it started his decade of fond memories. Most days Enid passes through Kyleโ€™s mind, even to this day. When someone dies, you are of course struck and truly flummoxed by grief. You are lost and disconnected from the world. Tears come, and tears come again. But over time, you relearn how to do life. When one life stops, others must continue. This grief turns into memories. Fondness ensues. You start to become a little more positive. You think about the good things. The beauty of that person, rather than dwelling on that person not existing anymore.


Kyleโ€™s brand new release is about just this. โ€˜ENID (A letter to my grandmother)โ€™ is a piece of sheer beauty. True, heartfelt beauty. It seems that Enid was not happy or content through her life. That she regretted not having enjoyed life more. Did she therefore take it out on others and make their lives as miserable as her own? Absolutely not. She realised the importance of happiness and tried to make sure that others didnโ€™t make the same mistakes she did. Anotherโ€™s smile would in turn make her smile. Smiling is a happy contagion. She saw this grandchild of hers, and wanted to please him. She wanted him to smile and enjoy life. He took note. Kyle carries her wishes with him wherever he goes. It just makes sense! Why live a life of misery when itโ€™s the only one weโ€™ve got? If it makes you happy, youโ€™ve done well. If it brings you peace, youโ€™ve done well. THIS is a life worth living. So was Enidโ€™s unhappy life wasted? Perhaps initially it was not lived to its full potential, but soon enough she was bringing joy and wisdom to many. Most of all, her grandchild.


Weโ€™re all artists here. How many parents have suggested that art isnโ€™t perhaps the best route to take? While they may want the best for you in terms of career, they are perhaps not looking at the contentment side of things. That satisfying positive energy that the creation of art brings. We can all have a โ€œnormalโ€ job on the side, but itโ€™s the art that makes us happy. Kyle is fulfilling Enidโ€™s wishes in being happy in his life, but also something else. He wanted so much for her to be happy. To make her proud. I touched on this thought in the penultimate track of my upcoming album (in the works as we speak). To be proud is one thing. But to make someone else proud of you is another. I donโ€™t mean support or love. I mean pride. For Enid to smugly claim, โ€œTHIS is my grandson!โ€, will in turn (I have no doubt) make Kyle proud, and happy. One learns from oneโ€™s mistakes, and passes on the info - itโ€™s only natural - โ€œso you donโ€™t have toโ€!


Kyle M Watson has somehow managed to stay away from my Corner all these years. Despite consistently releasing quality track after quality track. Kyle, I hope you werenโ€™t offended, saddened or disappointed, so here I am righting a wrong. I so nearly reviewed and talked about the chap many times. With every song he has released, frankly. But something told me that THIS would be the one to review. When I heard it for the first time, I knew instantly that I was right. It swoons and sways. It is sad yet warm. It is the feeling of a lost loved one. The piano, the strings, the deep beats that heave like a shipโ€™s sails. And the voice. Kyle has the most soulful male voice on the New Artist Spotlight. Itโ€™s not just about him having a stunning voice. Itโ€™s the experience he has in singing and in living life. Itโ€™s just so clear and real. I have no doubt: Enid would be proud. She is proud.


And hereโ€™s to proud 39 year olds!


You can blame the parents, but you can rarely blame the grandparents.

Although they must have got their sweets on the black market - why else would they all have denturesโ€ฆ?


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Ed Eagle
Ed Eagle
Oct 16, 2023

Iโ€™ve purposely held off on reading this review until I could be alone with my thoughts in my otherwise ridiculously hectic life. It took nearly a week, but Iโ€™m glad that I did.


My parents had me when they were both still just teens. My grandma, only 40 at the time and with 7 kids of her own, was a second mom, handling a lot of the motherly roles while showing my 16 y/o mom the ropes.

I was the apple of her eye. She went through many hard times as poor people do where Iโ€™m from, but she spoiled me rotten.

I made it my lifeโ€™s mission to make her proud.

And I did, often, andโ€ฆ


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Charles Connolly
Charles Connolly
Oct 17, 2023
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Thank you, Ed. For sharing your story, and for having respect for my reviews and their topics. The coincidence of 10 years is quite eerie! But therefore that much more emotive for you. Much love.

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The Faintest Glow
The Faintest Glow
Oct 15, 2023

Thanks for another great review!

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Leo lofthouse
Leo lofthouse
Oct 15, 2023

This is a beautiful and heartfelt introduction to your grandmother, Kyle. I can sense the love and admiration you had for her, and the gratitude you feel for having had her in your life. Charles has a way with words that captures the essence of your relationship with her, and the bond shared across generations. I especially like how he uses humour to lighten the mood and yet show ur deep affection for her. He makes me smile when he says that grandparents are usually so bloody old, but also so nice and lenient๐Ÿ™‚. He made me feel the warmth and joy that she brought to you, and the memories of her that you cherish .You are lucky to haโ€ฆ



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Charles Connolly
Charles Connolly
Oct 16, 2023
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What an absolutely gorgeous "comment", Leo! This must have taken you as long as it took me to write the review! Such beauty and eloquence. I really couldn't add a thing. Thank you!

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Edward Corrado
Edward Corrado
Oct 15, 2023

Kyle M Watson has an incredible voice. Charles another great piece of writing. Can't wait to hear this song!

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Mike Lane
Mike Lane
Oct 15, 2023

cool

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