In a deep contemplative state, sir Was prepares to Let The Morning Come

“Hope We’ll Make It Through” opens the album with a melancholic organ rhythm backed up by uncertain lyrics which set the pensive tone for much of the album. It remains on an overtly personal level, as many of the thought-provoking titles suggest, with sir Was coming to terms with self-acceptance, growth, and mortality because of his hereditary diagnosis.

Regardless of this though, his intention to make it less specific and more enjoyable for people pays off to an extent. The following track, “I Need A Minute”, is definitely one of the strongest tracks. The piano riffs abrupt end followed by a consistent drum beat and slightly raw vocals that make way for that joyous feeling, which remains strong for the next few tracks.

However, much of the album’s lyrics remain abstract for the casual listener. Most notably on “Waiting for the Weekend” and “I Wanna Feel Like That”, which don’t really progress much further than "I wish it was like that”, “I wanna feel like that”, and “I don’t wanna waste more time”. This, as well as the repetitive hooks, become a slight trade-off for the melodic beats you get to indulge yourself in elsewhere.

There are some weaknesses to this project, but as far as production goes, sir Was’ Let The Morning Come is crafted in excellence. It’s a complex back and forth interplay between prideful upbeat bops like “Before The Morning Comes”, and slow soothing jams like “You Float” which give us just enough to nod your head in tune to.

“Time To Let It Out" concludes as the most heartfelt track. Spanning just under four minutes, it gives us enough time to finalise our contemplations before “letting it out”. For sir Was, it’s a well-tuned cry, and for the listener, well, who knows? One thing that’s certain is the album lives up to sir Was’ intentions, which were to write songs unspecific to his situation because "everyone’s gone through a lot of stuff" and instead hopes "people can enjoy the grooves".