“Young Love” by December Fades hits like a moody and cinematic late-night drive with the windows down, dripping with that intoxicating rush of new romance. Kevin Rogers, the mastermind behind the project, takes his pop influences from The Weeknd, Billie Eilish, and Halsey, and steeps them in an ‘80s-tinged haze. It’s self-produced, mixed, and mastered in his Los Angeles home studio, and you can hear that obsessive attention to detail in every beat and texture.
Right from the start, deep, rumbling drums roll under a wall of immersive, foggy synths, buzzing with electricity. Rogers’ voice comes in low and breathy, almost conspiratorial, like he’s letting you in on a dangerous little secret, before vaulting into those soaring “whoa” refrains that punch through the smoky atmosphere. The percussion sizzles and crackles as the chorus swells, giving the track a sense of lift-off, as though it’s breaking through gravity.
The lyrics wear their heart on their sleeve: Bonnie-and-Clyde devotion, sleepless longing, and the addictive high of early love. There’s a hypnotic repetition in the “I believe / I can see” lines, like a mantra you can’t get out of your head, pulling you deeper into the fantasy. It’s infatuation bordering on obsession, underscored by that pulsing, almost claustrophobic production.
What makes “Young Love” stand out isn’t just the polished, layered soundscape, but the way it balances vulnerability with swagger. One moment, it’s intimate and whispered. The next, it’s big and unapologetic, all neon and adrenaline. Rogers clearly knows how to bottle a feeling, and in this case, it’s that breathless, can’t-sleep, can’t-think energy of falling hard and fast. By the final echo of “Young Love,” you’re caught up in it, chasing that same dizzy rush.
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Review by: Naomi Joan