Andreas Moe Captures the Joyful Rush of Summer Love in the Irresistible “Helpless”
The single “Helpless” by Swedish Singer-songwriter Andreas Moe is definitely the kind of song that you listen to once and then, suddenly its the anthemic background sound painting your entire summer. Like a sun that was compressed into beautiful, acoustic melody — the warmth in this air is contagious; hugging at you with open arms. Moe sings beautifully here, his jovial yet serious delivery capturing the nauseating rush of falling in love headlong. Every lyric is a gentle exhale, enrobed in the sighing gaze of effulgent summer beats that float so buoyantly and carefree under light grips.
The production is effervescent in a way that's as hard to resist turning toward, feeling those bubbles burst against your skin like carbonated soda on a hot day. The song is frustratingly hooky—this catchy gem burrows into your brain like a tick and sticks there in the most maddening way. The way Moe successfully juxtaposes the sincere, raw nature of his lyrics with an irresistible so in love high energy, "Helpless" is just straight-up feel good. It's the ideal lovesick track that winks subtly at nostalgia, and it leaves you with a big wet smile on your face until long after its last note has echoed into nothing.
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