Levi Weaver – Talk Me Down


Written by Kaitlyn Crocker


Levi Weaver is one of those artists who substantiates our hopes that “Someday I’ll make it big! I’ll get lucky!” And while Levi is definitely one lucky man, he has hoards of talent to back it up.

No one place belongs to Levi, and he belongs to no one place. Small town Texan turned immersed-European turned Nashvillian, Levi doesn’t define his home as a singular place. His “geographical commitment issues” may have spurred him to the road, but he has consciously made the decision to run down it with no backwards glances. Following his heart and marching forward blindly – literally – landed him a six-week tour gig with Imogen Heap and five previously released albums. The blindness I speak of, fear not, is this: I closed my eyes, spun a map, and pointed. This is how Levi pulled his lucky card again and landed in Nashville.

He had so much experience to bring too, after only a span of two years abroad.

When I couldn’t get on another tour, I started booking my own, saving up bus fare and playing around the country. I was in a new country with no professional contacts with musicians or studios… I’m proud that I learned how to work. 

I know England still colors my music. As does Texas. As does Tennessee, now… It’s just the flavor I know how to cook with…

He has put himself in the unique position of starting over new many times. This from-scratch musician has cooked up a homeade career that has turned out to look like a gourmet 5-star meal. His lyrics are “something akin to food. The lyrics are the vitamins and minerals, and the music is the food. You can take the vitamins by themselves, and they’re still effective (poetry) and you can eat things that have no nutritional value (brainless pop music) but they are just so much better when they come as a team.

Levi’s far and wide search for his sound and his soul’s niche therein might not have always left him feeling full, but he is certainly satisfied with where he has come.

When I lived in a small town in Texas, I remember feeling like “I think I know where I want to be, but I can’t see any bridge that leads there”. I was — like, seeing a bridge but not being able to cross it would be frustrating, but this was something else altogether. Something like despair, I think. Moving to England was, in a sense, the experience that showed me that no one else was going to build that bridge for me, but hey – here are a bunch of materials and – no blueprint, but here’s a book about leverages and engineering, so… your move, pal. I mean, you absolutely need other people, and no one person can do everything that a career needs to be successful, but you can’t just sit back and expect it to come to you.

Expect his new album to drop some time around October!


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