There’s a strange and lovely tension in “My Ears Are Attentive” from Glory Company, a sensation akin to watching a storm gather over a placid lake. Husband-and-wife duo Matthew and Pearl Nagy have built a vessel of spacious synths and contemplative pop, yet beneath the surface, there’s a current pulling you under with an undeniable, almost danceable, rhythm. It’s an odd invitation to move your feet while your soul holds completely still.
The song chronicles an absolute surrender to a voice of truth, an experience so total it borders on the physiological. A line like “my ears are dancing” sends my mind tumbling into old anatomical textbooks, picturing the cochlea as some strange, deep-sea creature unfurling in the dark. It’s this visceral, almost cellular-level response that hooks you. The journey from that initial dance to a full-blown dependency—”my ears are addicted”—is mapped out with a frightening honesty.
This isn’t a gentle path. Glory Company doesn’t shy away from the idea that truth has a sharp edge. There is a reckoning here, a sense that the words that save you are also the ones that must first cut you open. The resulting tears are described as “tempting,” a fascinatingly candid admission that wallowing in that beautifully rendered pain can be a temptation in itself. Through it all, the production remains a shimmering, atmospheric bubble, holding space for this complex transaction between brokenness and redemption.
It leaves you pondering the very anatomy of belief. What does it take to listen so intently that the words you hear begin to rewire your entire being, for better or for worse?
