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๐—–๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐˜†โ€™๐˜€ ๐—–๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ - this week: Navigate - Forever Forever

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 Connollyย - 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 is dressed for the occasionโ€ฆ


Being a Londoner has had various effects on me. One of those is confidence. Not arrogance in the slightest, but the confidence to be me. The confidence to not really care what others think of me, while still retaining enough modesty and manners to respect them. The other day I went shopping with my girlfriend. Clothes shopping. Something I detest - how typically โ€œmanโ€ of me. Navigation is key, here. Thereโ€™s the Tube (London Underground) to navigate, with its many lines, branches and hot platforms. Eventually, we came up for air at the recently modernised Tottenham Court Road Station - ugly. Here we were, standing on the corner of Oxford Street. God: Oxford Street; I have not been here in years. And so we sauntered. It has changed a lot. I assumed that it would be a nightmare, but surprisingly it was actually rather exhilarating and fascinating. I felt like a tourist, marvelling at everything and everyone! We navigated in and out of various shops, stopped for a bite to eat in Soho Square, then continued navigating. Despite being busy, it was never too much. I never felt panicky or claustrophobic. It was simply enjoyable. โ€œBut Charles, what has this to do with confidence?โ€ - good questionโ€ฆ


The confidence was in the shopping itself, and the fact that I am relaying this little story in public. I am tiny. An absolute midget of a man. I am far smaller than the smallest menโ€™s size available. This is one of the reasons I despise shopping. I canโ€™t really do it. Nothing fits. Everything makes me look like a child wearing his fatherโ€™s clothes for a photo album filler: โ€œAwww, thatโ€™s a keeperโ€ - says mother. So what do I do? Initially, I navigate the aisles and racks and stacks, hoping that London has realised I am not the only petite man in the city. Alas, I am apparently the only petite man in the city. This is size-ism at its extra largest. So, do I mope in the changing rooms before going home empty-handed? I do NOT!! Iโ€™ve come all this way. I need clothes. Letโ€™s do this. Hereโ€™s the confidence aspect: I navigate from menโ€™s to womenโ€™s. โ€œThis flowery dressโ€™ll do nicelyโ€ - no, not quite. You see, these days, fashion in London is fuzzy when it comes to gender. The menโ€™s clothing is feminised. The womenโ€™s clothing is somewhat manly. Meaning that there is little difference between them except the actual size. I tried a menโ€™s โ€œextra smallโ€ shirt: I swear I could have fit my thigh in that sleeve. I then tried an almost identical shirt, but this time it was womenโ€™s โ€œsmallโ€. MUCH better. But still quite roomy. It turned out that womenโ€™s โ€œextra smallโ€ was perfect. God. The weird thing is, Iโ€™m not actually a midget. I am indeed small, but Iโ€™m not pocket-sized. Iโ€™m not freakishly titchy. I still tower (maybe not โ€œtowerโ€) above small women. I bought the smallest size they made, so where the hell do THEY shop; Gap Kids?! Been there; done that.


How I choose to shop is a far cry from cross-dressing (you should have seen how I USED to dress). I am not particularly looking to stand out. I care not in the slightest that my clothes are womenโ€™s. I just like clothes to fit. I think most men would never dream of wearing womenโ€™s clothes, let alone admitting it. Which might explain why whenever I see small men, they are usually dressed in clothes far too big for them. I simply enjoyed my day in Central London and we navigated our way back home to North London. The north of London tends to be called North London (understandably). Central London, however, is called the West End. How satisfyingly confusing. East is content in being called the East End. And Southโ€ฆ? Well, I just call that the Bitter End. London is without a doubt a weird one. It is unique. Anything goes. It is the most liberal, open-minded place in the world. Many will argue, but I'll stick with that statement (okay, maybe Los Angeles, but you get the picture). However, there is no part of London more โ€œanything goesโ€ than the East End. Camden and Soho seem positively musty compared to THIS vibrant scene! It is vehemently progressive. One could attempt to navigate its streets via Google Maps, but I think itโ€™s best to throw that compass to the wind and let the areaโ€™s sights, sounds and scents be your guide. One thing you might stumble across is a man wearing a dress and high heels. Perfectly normal around there. A bearded man so clearly a man, in a dress and high heels. I wouldnโ€™t bat an eyelid. Besides, it might mean something else if I WERE to bat an eyelid. If I were to compliment the chapโ€™s dress, I might get a โ€œCheers, man!โ€. But I also might be unlucky enough to get a โ€œDon't you be misgendering me, bishโ€. A simple error based on what I see and what I know. Much in the same way that I was often thought to look like a girl as a child, with my long blonde hair, long dark eyelashes and bright red lips. The beard hadn't quite grown in yet. But then again, neither had the bountiful bosom. I suppose these days, navigating one's genderality is part and parcel of being human. I'm far too old for that lark, but if one feels the need or wish for such pondering, one can genuinely feel free to do so. They must however understand that it is very easy to โ€œmisgenderโ€ someone through genuine error. There is no point being made. There is no offence to be taken. For example, โ€œI like your purple trousersโ€ - โ€œTheyโ€™re blue, damn it!!โ€โ€ฆ Okay. Simple mistake. Wonโ€™t happen again. This is relatively new territory for traditional people. The good news is, everyone can now be who they want to be. But patience, kindness, respect and balance has always to be at the heart of it. Peace and love, man!


As I see it, gender is not the be all and end all of life. It is one factor that used not to be a factor. It was simply a fact or a hindrance. "A man should man up and be a man", and "A woman's place is..." - I won't even finish the line. These are past notions. Relics, even. You see the hindrance now. But gender was never questioned. The lines are blurred now. But more importantly, we must now navigate past this and stop thinking of it as โ€œtabooโ€. Itโ€™s all just a personal choice, and shouldnโ€™t be anything more. Hence why I would rather not dwell on whether a man chooses to wear a dress. If a man wants to wear a dress, good for them. But it has nothing to do with what I'm interested in: their personality and their talents. THAT'S what tickles MY peach. Itโ€™s time to navigate LIFE!! Which is exactly the route East London band, โ€˜Forever Foreverโ€™ has taken. They describe themselves as โ€œa genre-blending gender-bending London-based quartetโ€. On the surface we have four members. I say โ€œon the surfaceโ€ because this is what we see in their press photos, and their self-confessed quantity. But there are many more people involved in the making of everything that goes into the band. Three of these four official members navigate towards being addressed as โ€œheโ€, while the remaining member prefers โ€œtheyโ€. Cool. In all their press photos they can be seen to be wearing traditionally female clothes. Cool. Whatever they wish! Itโ€™s a look, it suits the scene, and itโ€™s very natural. Theyโ€™re being them. Cool. Besides, it draws attention! Sensible if ya wanna make it. They scream East London at its coolest. Cool. But what else? What else, is the MUSIC!!


The lead man is Fionn. We have something in common. Aside from occasionally wearing womenโ€™s clothing, that is. Put it this way: this time it really is Connollyโ€™s Corner. His name is Fionn Connolly. I really do want to call him Fionnolly, but I must refrain. Although Iโ€™m sure he would argue, I would call Fionn the backbone of the band. A producer and sound engineer in his own right, he writes and produces all of the bandโ€™s music. He takes the lead vocal and plays most of the instruments. Their previous single was even mixed by him, but this time he left it to a chap called Jasper Trim. I mentioned their previous single for a reasonโ€ฆ Boy, am I annoyed with myself. While navigating through the glut of fab new releases on the New Artist Spotlight playlists in recent weeks, I kept coming across their previous single, โ€™Stasisโ€™. I loved it from the moment I first heard it. It was high up on my list of possibles. I ended up opting for another great by another great. The following week, I thought would be perfect timing. It just felt right. But as I went to look for them on the NAS, I just couldnโ€™t find them. I assumed their inclusion on the playlists was an error and that they were not in fact members of the community. The error was mine. There they were, all along. So, for FOMO, I thought Iโ€™d take this opportunity to plug their brand new single. Even better timing! I say FOMO (fear of missing out - for those whoโ€™ve been dead for the last 15 years - evidently no FOMO for you), because I have an inkling โ€˜Forever Foreverโ€™ is gonna hit BIG, and quite suddenly. They have that THANG!


Speaking of which, I really think I need to see them live. I get the feeling theyโ€™re ALL about being live. Four-part harmonies from Fionnolly (sorry - couldnโ€™t resist), Sam Porteous, Es George and Harry Swanson, backed by a whole host of horns (Ben Gardiner, Jared Bennett and Clara Daly Donnellan), as well as the foursome playing their own more usual band instruments. I think it might be quite thrilling live. But the main reason, is Fionnโ€™s gift. His main talent. Songwriting and production. Now, before you all get excited, I have made the band sound like a rocky funk band. I didnโ€™t mean โ€œthrillingโ€ in that way. I am probably thrilled in a different way to most. I am thrilled by things that hit my soul. Essentially, โ€œNavigateโ€ - their brand new single - is an acoustic song, that then coasts electrically. But it does so in such a mainstream way. I usually speak of the mainstream in a bad light, but not this time. You see, the mainstream has polish. It has slickness. It has professionalism to the end. The East End. I see Fionn as being behind it all, much like Chris Martin is behind Coldplay. People know Chris Martin, but they donโ€™t know Guy Berryman. Just like in time, people will probably start to know the name Fionn Connolly, but they might not be familiar with Sam Porteous. The thing, the other members are vital. โ€˜Coldplayโ€™ is โ€˜Coldplayโ€™. โ€˜Forever Foreverโ€™ is โ€˜Forever Foreverโ€™. Everyone is necessary. The songโ€™s piano is magnificent and modest, the panned backing vocals are lush and subtle. The lead vocal is cushioned yet confident. The horns are even more subtle, acting like soft synths, proving that even the slightest thing needs effort and bother. Then the real soft synths introduce the bass, guitar and drums. Speaking of drums, these are modern mainstream indie drums. Think Sam Fender. Plenty of delicious, wide saturation. Simply put, this is a glorious sound with a satisfying gleam.


Think of this less as a song review, and more as an introduction to a band that I am sure will go far. And I donโ€™t say that often. Hopefully Iโ€™ll catch them live before they become Londonโ€™s hippest new beat combo of East End alley cats.


Once home from my shopping excursion, I put my new clothes away. The wardrobe door closed neatly with a contented click. The chest of drawers, however, scraped shut like an angry bark as I closed the top drawer. I seem to have one happy wardrobe and one cross dresser! I can't wait to wear my new clothes - they'll soon be coming out of the closet.


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This song defnitely captures a soothing melody. This is a vibe. Could definitely hear myself playing this song again while driving a road while reminiscing of the good memeories in life. Keep it up!

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Loved how you introduced the track and the band using your shopping experience! haha. Wise move as always Mr. Connolly. But can we talk about this amazing band? Only 4 songs released, and they already managed to impress us all. The sonic universe they have built so far is quite impressive. A solid sound, band name, logo, artwork. The whole package is there, really. Very well done lads! Keep writing amazing music and make it QUICK. We need it.

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Reminiscent of you and your own music quality, no?

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The tiny shoe size gets to me a bit when I go shopping. ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿ˜ฉ I can totally relate Charles. Beautiful song overall Charles spinning it rn. I love the chord progression. I fw it

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Oh, don't even get me on to shoes... Nightmare. I am just below the smallest men's size.

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Beautiful song. The opening chorus and that piano are so sweet. Your voice gives me goosebumps. You're truly talented, and I wish you the best of luck with this song.

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I am super normal size wise - Almost boringly so. I could probably order my size online and it would fit - but I don't. I actually like shopping clothes - and even more to my dear Mrs. But she is nuts - she is working with fashion and clothes is a passion. I remember one time in particular, we were in a Victoria's Secret store i NY for 3 effing hours... and I was ok with it. Even found some nice things for her, ...that she liked :). When we got back to the hotel she realized she needed one more bra :), so we went back and spent another 45 minutes in there. Hilarious!


Song is so cool.โ€ฆ


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You were in Victoria's Secrets for THREE HOURS???!!! Christ, you are a very good husband. Or a very bad one, depending on how you look at it. And yes: the snare.

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