โLost My Way Homeโ brings together Bedford-based producer Night Wolf and Norfolk vocalist Lois Powell in a fated collab. Heโs built a reputation on cinematic, trip-hop-tinged alt music; she brings haunting, ethereal vocals that sound like theyโve wandered out of a dream. They first crossed paths at an open mic, and this track doesnโt just mark their first song together; it also heralds the launch of Night Wolfโs own imprint, EscaVolt Records. If you look into it, this song channels the weight of struggle into something that feels strangely liberating, as they open the doors to acceptance.
The track opens on a slow, ghostly piano line. Itโs deep, spacious, and heavy with implication. Before you can settle, Loisโ voice slips in, raw, emotional but steady, like someone on the edge of breaking who refuses to crack in public. Her vocals are layered so that her wailing vocalization drifts behind her, as a penumbra that turns the whole thing into a cathartic, slightly unnerving dialogue with herself. She sings, โYou donโt wanna listen / I donโt wanna talk,โ as the tension between withdrawal and confrontation is nailed in one stroke.
As the song unfolds, the strings start to coil and twist underneath, adding a tragic, cinematic pressure that keeps tightening the screws. In the lines, โYou should have left this place a long long time ago / Itโs dragged you down and made your soul go cold,โ she brings a bittersweet reality youโve been ducking for years. Then, from the bridge, the drums slam inโsharp, insistent, almost like a heartbeat speeding upโwhile the layered vocals swell around the refrain, โI have lost my way back home.โ
Listen to the mesmerizing haunt of โLost My Way Homeโ to know that only when you are lost can the paths to home become endless and liberated.
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Review by: Naomi Joan