The second full-length album from Evan P Donohue has been out for awhile now and I’ve been soaking in its offerings to form a properly articulated take on it. It’s been a full four years since any significant output from Donohue and his growth as an artist is quite evident from the instant you dive into “My Mantra.” The mood is less anxious, filled with more swagger and comfortably playful but all anchored in just the right dose of melancholy.Â
Overall, there’s a sincerity and vulnerability to it that was surprising and refreshing. I certainly wouldn’t file this record as an emotional burner that you only listen to at the darkest of times – quite the opposite actually. It’s a feel good time as you listen but if you happen to be paying attention, there’s a welcome bit of legitimate substance to it.
I hope Mr. Donohue is proud of this one, it’s a cohesive piece that deserves to make its way far and wide.