The commitment to his song is reflected in the nuanced artistic beauty of “Swim Deep.” Following a calming atmospheric intro, the song from BROOKFIELD is driven by impassioned vocals from a single source, but with two slightly offset personas. In the lyrics at the bottom of this post, the lines of one persona are in italics. The difference is subtle, but powerful.
While the start of “Swim Deep” wraps the listener in an emotional warmth, the final portion reaches out to more basic impulses. At 3:20, a skillfully executed percussion-driven crescendo is launched. When the apex of the crescendo is reached, distant vocals are heard, then “Swim Deep” abruptly stops.
The warmth radiated during most of the song is not reflective of the lyrical content. The press materials accompanying “Swim Deep” describe the single as a reflection of BROOKFIELD’s own struggle with depression and “looking at each side of the coin - falling out or just about staying afloat.”
BROOKFIELD is Duncan Brookfield from London. His story has a connection with Carole King, who released albums in the early 1970s (including “Tapestry”) after years of playing roles in the releases of other artists. For three years, Brookfield worked with and for friends and clients in their musical endeavors. He is now returning to his music. He explains:
"It took me a while to get the confidence to release my own music again. I wanted to make sure I don’t have any doubts about who I am in my music and to not leave any stone unturned.”
“Swim Deep” by BROOKFIELD
Website: https://www.iambrookfield.uk/
Lyrics of “Swim Deep” by BROOKFIELD
You’re gracious on the outside
Is it hard, being alright?
You complicate the daytime
I see your arms in the daylight
A one-way ticket to the cold knife
Are you a sight for the sore eyes?
Can I kick the habit? Hold tight
Yeah hold tight
No, I’m dealing with my old pain
I’m a sucker for my old ways
(Matters dark, shut your eyes, did you feel it coming?)
(Did you reach for something?)
Pull the sword out
Know I’m dealing with my old pain
I’m a sucker for my old ways
(Buzzer’s up, just your luck, you could see it coming)
(But you’re breathing heavy)
Pull the sword out
Cause I’ve fallen off the night ride
Could’ve seen the morning through
See the morning through
And if I want to sacrifice the solace
I know your head’s a jungle too
Yeah it’s a jungle too
No, I’m dealing with my old pain
I’m a sucker for my old ways
(Matters dark, shut your eyes, did you feel it coming?)
(Did you reach for something?)
Pull the sword out
Know I’m dealing with my old pain
I’m a sucker for my old ways
(Buzzer’s up, just your luck, you could see it coming)
(But you’re breathing heavy)
Pull the sword out
[Instrumental]
(Pull the sword out)
(You’ll never be good enough, you’ll never, you’ll never)
(Pull the sword out)
(You’ll never be good enough, you’ll never, you’ll never)
(Pull the sword out)
(You’ll never be good enough, you’ll never, you’ll never)
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