Anyone choosing to listen closely to Philip Lawrence’s debut LP “Letters I Never Sent” will find her/himself looking into a mirror. If the human condition was ever so gently and well served, it is through every poetic line of this underrated and under-promoted work.
We all know the things we should have said but did not, the things we wish we’d let someone know, the letters we ourselves never sent. Here, we have the privilege of getting to know the range of one individual, a full 360 degrees of love, loss, and redemption.
The economy is slowly coming about, like a cruise ship in the harbor. First pushing away, then turning slowly on an axis, seemingly getting nowhere at all, but motors thrumming and making progress just the same. Once the vessel is pointed in the right direction, it departs for its next destination. Anyone who’s ever turned away during this process, may be surprised to know that the ship is moving at all, as it negotiates its way into the right position to move on. Granted, in the case of the economy, the crew at times seemed to be doing more squabbling than anything else, but at last, the ship has spun around and is facing away from the dock, ready to move on.