The Tide Pulls From The Moon

William Fitzsimmons has that rare quality where his voice alone can make you feel like you’re intruding on something private. The fingerpicking guitars are modest, almost apologetic, and the songs move at their own pace—no production tricks, no rushing to the chorus. There’s something about his music that doesn’t ask for anything from you except to listen the way you’d listen to someone confess something true in a quiet room. I keep coming back to these records because they ask nothing and somehow that’s everything.