Irish singer-songwriter Ronan Furlong is back with a vengeance, delivering an absolute firestorm of sound on his latest single, “Elysian Fields.” Bursting with energy and passion, this dynamic rock anthem feels like a breath of fresh air for anyone craving powerful, heartfelt music that refuses to play it safe.

From the first note, “Elysian Fields” grabs you by the collar and pulls you into its vibrant world. Driven by an electrifying guitar arrangement and a pulsing rhythm section, the song radiates a sense of movement as if it urges listeners to chase something bigger beyond the horizon. Furlong’s rich and full-of-intent voice anchors the track with a heartfelt delivery that makes the soaring chorus hit even harder.

The magic of “Elysian Fields” lies in its infectious energy and its ability to feel raw and refined simultaneously. It’s a rare balance that Furlong effortlessly achieves. The production is crisp yet unpretentious, letting the emotion of the music shine through without unnecessary gloss. You can feel the hands-on craftsmanship in every chord change and every lyrical turn, a testament to Furlong’s deep connection to his art.

With his new single “Flyin,” Ben Gage invites listeners to relax, take a deep breath, and escape into a somber state of reflection. Apt to its title, this song does not walk but quarter-jog in an unstoppable clip swept along by a warm breeze of blue folk textures that sound like the sonic version of an old rocking chair on a serene porch.

“Flyin’” exists there, in the excellent space in between, where late-night soul searching and simple, heartfelt melodies find comfort with each other. From the first few strums, you feel as if you can see the stars emerge through your twilight curtain, the summer night air cooling your skin. Gage’s delivery is refreshingly honest. There is a lot of flashy overproduction or unnecessary layers here, a completely open heart, and what feels like a song written for the listener, rather than to them.

The laid-back groove of the beat also runs through the song like a steady heartbeat line, giving Gage’s voice and lyrics room to shine. His voice is filled with the wisdom of miles traveled, but the story never burdens it. Instead, it soars, spirals, and, appropriately, flies not trailing off so much as leaving the listener with a wistful longing for something hovering just beyond the horizon.

What makes “Flyin’” so special is its timeless and intimately personal nature. It’s not reinventing the wheel but leans hard into the authenticity of folk-blue traditions, making space for a very modern vulnerability. If there’s a verb for such songs, it’s “haunt.” This kind of song you find getting under your skin, a week and a half later, settling into your bones soon after the final chord dissipates.

Ben Gage created a mood, a space you can return to whenever life is a tad too fast or heavy. “Flyin’” is a call to stop, to breathe, and to allow yourself to float for a moment. It’s a small, defiant act against the sound of the world, couched in a melody that flows as easily as a conversation between old friends.