Why You Should Absolutely Listen To Sam Smith's Album Right Now

Why You Should Absolutely Listen To Sam Smith's Album Right Now

"In a world of reinventions, it's never too late."

You may only know about Sam Smith because of his incredibly over-played hit "Stay With Me" that played on the radio every twenty minutes for the better part of a year.

Even as someone who loved and still loves that song, I have to admit that I got tired of listening to his crooning every single time I got in a car. It's been two years since his first album, "In the Lonely Hour," was released, and now he has graced us all with his newest, "The Thrill of it All." He's come a long way from the sappy love songs that jump-started his career and has now started to write songs that show the deeper meaning of what it is to be human.

"I know you're right for me, but I'm waiting for everything in your world to align with my world."

There is so much uncertainty that comes with letting yourself be vulnerable to someone else and, in "Say it First," Sam Smith puts all of those feelings into words. One of the reasons that I love this album so much is the amazing job that is done of putting feelings that no one really knows how to express into words that we can all relate to.

"I lift my head up and the world is on fire. There's dread in my heart and fear in my bones, I just don't know what to say."

I was listening to this song, titled "Pray," on Spotify recently, and happened to look at the little pop up that tells you the meaning of the lyrics as they are played in the song. Apparently, this song is about Smith's visit to Iraq where he discovered that there was so much he'd been ignoring about the problems in the world. This song is about how it is so much easier to tune out the bad things that are happening instead of learning about them and making an effort to bring some good.

"I choose me, and I know that's selfish, love. You are a dream, and I can't thank you enough. But, I give another piece of me away every waking day that I'm with you."

This song, "Midnight Train," is one of the most imagery-packed songs that I've ever heard. It's stunningly beautiful. His vocals are amazing and really make you feel what he's feeling.

"So I'm gonna play my favorite rhythm; got to get you out of my system. I would do anything to get you off my mind. I'm gonna have to call my sisters, be around the ones who listen, anything to drown you out tonight."

"Baby, You Make Me Crazy" is the classic feel-good song. It's such a nice change from the deep and emotional roller coaster that the rest of the album is. There are so many good vibes in this one.

"In a world of reinventions, it's never too late"

The single greatest line on the entire album comes in the final song, "One Day at a Time." It's all about enjoying life, while not getting ahead of yourself and over-planning for the future. I'm a huge sucker for perfect endings to albums, and this one is no different. After the ups and downs that "The Thrill of it All" puts us through, this is a perfectly calming ending. I am stunned every time I listen to this album by the sheer beauty and talent that Sam Smith has. So, if you're looking for some new jams, check these out. Even if they don't end up being your all time favorites, I promise you won't regret it.

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The End Of The Semester As Told By Todd Chrisley

Because we're all a little dramatic like Todd sometimes.

The last 3-4 weeks of every college student’s semester are always crazy hectic. We have last minute assignments, group projects, and exams all squeezed into the last few weeks before break.

Sometimes we all need a little humor, and sometimes we are all a little dramatic, so why not experience the last few weeks of the semester as told by the king of drama himself, Todd Chrisley of Chrisley Knows Best.

1. Sitting in class listening to your professor explain upcoming assignments/exams.

2. When your group project members refuse to do anything until the night before it's due or just show up the day of to present.

3. When you and your roommate try to cook with whatever few ingredients you have left in stock.

Because we definitely want to avoid going to the grocery store at the end of the semester if we can.

4. When your parents get tired of you calling them about every little inconvenience in your life.

5. Sitting down to work on assignments.

6. Your thoughts when the professor is telling you what they want from you out of an assignment.

7. When you've had about 30 mental breakdowns in 2 days.

8. Trying to search out the class for the right group members.

9. The last few days of classes where everyone and everything is getting on your nerves.

10. When your friend suggests going out but you're just done with the world.

11. This. On the daily.

12. When all you want to do is snuggle up and watch Christmas movies.

13. Studying and realizing you know nothing.

14. When your finals are over and it's finally time to go home for break.

You're finally back to your old self.

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The Breath of Solitude

A Poem With A Prologue // Polar Viewpoints.



She smacks your parted lips,

sucking the dry,

open cracks to a seal.

Pumping energy into your chest

and sending a continuous shiver

from lung to navel.

You can't help but cough,

as your lungs tighten and twist.

Ringing the frosty sensation out –

slipping through your parted lips.

The same parted lips that

allowed her deliberate fingers

to crawl inside

where she can escape her own dimension

of solitude.

The Breath of Solitude

All I know

is solitude.

We chat

every day

in conversations that circulate

behind the backs

of the present.

Solitude grinds my coffee beans,

as we sit

with our legs crossed,

waiting for dawn

to explode over our opaque landscape.

Solitude runs my bath,


as the Sun crashes

against the diminishing horizon.

But none of this is reality.

I am above

the dimension of reality.

Not theoretically,

but physically.

I am only a tool

to be used in the dimension

of your reality.

Drifting in and out,

twirling through your negative space.

My only purpose

is found through your breath;

but what do I do

when you stop breathing?

I wait for your fingers,

less deliberate than mine,

but filled with that

that I lack.

I cannot see the blood

that sloshes through the veins

in your innocent hands.

The blood that energizes

those fingers

upon which I wait.

But I know

the blood is there.

It isn't

what you do.

It isn't

the way you move.

Simply put,

it is

the way

that you exist.

The sheer fact

that you have a bursting burgundy waterfall


not only through your fingers,

but engulfing all of you

in its rich,



The only waterfall

that I encompass

is the waterfall

that you imagine.

I have no blood;

I have no way to exist.

And so I

wait for your fingers,

less deliberate than mine,

but filled with that

that I lack.

I wait for your fingers

to filter the heat

to a state of regulation,

a state of production,

a state in which I can exist.

The peach fuzz

that sleeps on the bridge of your nose

begins to rise

when your fingers initiate the flame.

The temperature reacts,

as would my heartbeat,

if I had a bursting burgundy waterfall,

or some type of life source

inhabiting my chest cavity.

As the heat

starts to melt

my metaphorical skin,

I become reality.

I don't have a face to smile,

or eyes to produce tears.

But I have thoughts.

I have words to say,

I have feelings to express.

I still can only drift,

in and out,

twirling through your negative space,

but now spiraling

into your positive space,

as well.


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