Ben L’Oncle Soul Unveils Retro R&B Gem “I Got Home” Ahead of Upcoming Album ‘Sad Generation’
Ben L’Oncle Soul proves his prowess in Retro Soul and Contemporary R&B once more with the release of his captivating new single, “I Got Home.” The lively track, released through Enchanté/Believe, is a first taste of the forthcoming album, “Sad Generation,” encapsulates the artist’s signature sweet and velvety vocals atop a cozy alt-R&B groove. Co-Produced with Danny Van ’T Hoff and Bastien Cabezon, “I Got Home” offers a playful blend of frenetic drum patterns with gospel-tinged piano and doo-wop backing harmonies that leap straight to the era of ’60s rhythm and blues.
Looking back at the high-octane thrill of playing live, Ben shares how the percussive theme encouraged him to pay tribute to that electric live presence. He draws on the timeless sounds of early R&B, and channels the legends who helped create the genre, while carving a contemporary path marked by John Legend, Anderson. Paak, and Masego. It is, as he describes it, an “ode to joy” that reverberates through every groove-laden beat.
The lyrical insight of the song describe pictures of vibrant connection — fans dazzling on the dance floor; sweet ex-lovers tucked in the back of the mind. Lines such as “golden plated letters” and “stories of my exes” recall the playful warmth of “Dancing in the Dark,” while the next lines evoke a complex emotional tapestry that balances wistful nostalgia with candid introspection: The end product is an inspiring, soul-drenched gem that won’t shy away from the bittersweetness of this life. With the clock ticking for “Sad Generation,” “I Got Home” provides an clear peek into the whimsical amalgam of nostalgia and novelty that Ben L’Oncle Soul knows how to serve. Prepare to groove.
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