Obi Davids is a dark tourist exploring the ruins of what used to be his happy place, and he’s acutely aware that he can never will it back into existence.
No Air is a somewhat tragic mosaic of memories, meticulously pieced together in such a way that both affliction and contentment can be heard, all for our auditory pleasure. The song is a calm and refined version of how most of us would carry ourselves in the midst of such a scenario, a scenario to which we all relate – hence the lack of need for translation. The production is expectedly grim but still within the confines of an Obi Davids kind of vibe; groovy and tonic but still quiet and steady, with the necessary pinch of ‘Trapsoul’ to balance things off.
No Air is not a tale of romance, but rather that of how even the happiest of memories can be tainted by the one which marks the end of it all.
Passionate about innumerable things in life with photography, animals and music being just some of them. I have a knack for socialising and convincing people to try new music as I enjoy (almost) every genre. “Music is the epitome of all arts, and so we listen!”