It begins like a breath—a soft, comforting voice in the dark. A memory dissolving in real time. The latest single from London duo Tainted Youth drips with longing, pacing itself through emotion before it erupts—like heartbreak on a dancefloor.
The vocals linger like fog, suspended in the quiet before the beat arrives. And when it does, it doesn’t just drop—it breaks the surface, pulling the listener into a tide of liquid drum & bass that surges and swells around every lyric. The contrast is deliberate, beautiful. The softness of the voice never disappears—it glides atop the chaos, unshaken, like hope in the middle of a storm.
Written years before the group even existed, Drifting Away is the sound of a connection rediscovered. It’s what happens when time catches up with meaning—and when music becomes a second chance.
