There are not enough words for love in English; Niall Connolly has found a way around our pretty languageās greatest deficit. With the songs of The Patience of Trees, Connolly has written a collection that explores all the sides of what it means to feel deeply: about a lover, about a child, about old friends, and so often, about life itself.Ā
Connolly never deigns to suggest that love is easy, though it can and maybe should be simple. Connolly adeptly expresses this dichotomy on the album opener āItās a Beautiful Lifeā. The songās first verse celebrates the wild wonders of the world and alludes to the wife and child by his side (āmy big love and my little loveā); the second verse holds onto that beauty but introduces a tinge of grief (āit was something other than / a keening or a calling, I tried to understandā); the third and fourth verses fall into anger, regret, and despair (ābeen running āround for answers on a map I never madeā). And yet, Connolly and his band structured the song to end once more with a soaring refrain of āItās a beautiful life / most of the timeā over swelling strings, all before fading into a cathedral-filling chorus. It is a song built to revelation, both lyrically and sonically, a pattern to which Connolly returns throughout The Patience of Trees.
Connolly finds so many angles from which to discuss what it means to be a human who loves and cares. On the almost-heartbreaking āWe Donāt Have to Talk About Itā, he sings to those of us on the edge and offers the power of presence. There is no assertion that it will get better ā thereās often a hollowness to such claims ā but he promises attention, a sharing of space. There is a strategy often used in therapeutic circles ā especially those related to addiction ā called āurge surfingā, during which a trusted person rides the wave with someone feeling some tidal pull. With āWe Donāt Have to Talk About Itā, Connolly embodies the other, the trusted person, and gifts the world a song for surfing the urge without crashing.Ā
Ultimately, these are songs that champion compassion. At no point does Connolly provide answers to lifeās problems, worries, or concerns, but he does repeatedly present the ideal that we can make our world and our lives better by living more openly, more lovingly. āI wanna be / patient as the trees / kind to everyoneā, he intones on āKind to Everyoneā, and on āEverythingās Alrightā, he offers room for openness when he sings, āin this house if you want to cry / you can cry anytime you like.ā Connolly is trying to make room for everyone to acknowledge and accept that their feelings are allowed even if they donāt feel good. He contradicts the modern misinterpretation of stoicism and encourages listeners to experience life, which in itself represents the important of loving living.
And yet, the words that most define The Patience of Trees come from āForgiveness is Hard.ā āNihilismās easy / can be hard to resistā and āāhave you hear the news my love? / all is emptinessāā, he hymns darkly. After dipping into twilight for a moment, strings swell, Connollyās voice rises, and he chases the darkness away when he intones, āI still believe / love is king.ā By the end of this record, itās impossible not to agree.

Go buy The Patience of Trees and all of Niall’s other records. Join his Patreon. And please, please go see him sing these songs, if you’re so privileged as to be close enough.

















































































































































































































































































Nice work. Stage lighting is difficult to deal with and these are really nice and sharp.