Sonic Solitude with a Pulse

There’s something beautifully ironic about Soaking Up The Silence — a song that feels anything but quiet. Super Tuesday, the brainchild of New York-based Alex Kisch, takes us on a ride through the backroads of isolation and the neon-lit corners of self-reflection, all wrapped in jangly guitars and a heartbeat that refuses to quit.

The track opens with a crisp, driving rhythm that immediately evokes the golden glow of late ‘70s college rock, with a slight surf twang that feels like it wandered in off a California highway. It’s got that dusty, sun-faded charm — like if R.E.M. took a detour through Nashville and brought Gram Parsons along for the ride.

Kisch’s vocals are earnest and just rough enough around the edges to feel real, like a voice you’d trust to tell you a secret. And lyrically, he delivers on that promise — lines about hiding in plain sight and seeking meaning in the hush of everyday life hit in a way that’s both personal and universal.What sets Soaking Up The Silence apart is how alive it feels, even in its quietest moments. There’s motion in the stillness, a kind of defiant joy in admitting we’re all a little lonely sometimes. It’s indie rock with soul, a sonic snapshot of finding connection in a disconnected world. Super Tuesday might be soaking up the silence, but this song deserves to be played loud.