Somo Jnr drops new hit, Friend Zone’- a masterpiece which explores love unreturned.
There was a time when love sat at the table, where two shadows danced in the moonlight without talking. Ghana’s music act, Somo Jnr offers untold longing and bares grave emphasis in rhythm with “Friend Zone”, a song that walks the tightrope between longing and absence, between presence and exile.
With the featured act, Keylow Bruce whispering verses like the ghost of love’s forgotten promise, the song is wrapped in storms of Afrobeats, Afroswing, and Afropop.
It is a song of Adwoa, of a love not experienced, of time stretched thin between two souls that moved as one, yet were never one. They danced through laughter, walked through the rain of secrets shared, fingers brushing, but never holding.
And when love called her elsewhere, when another’s hand pressed upon her skin, Somo Jnr found himself unseen, unheard, undone.
He turned to leave, but she held him still, her tears the weight of chains, her silence were a wall too high to climb.
The song is a food for thought for the almost-lovers, a hymn for the ones who wait in the shadows, for those who watch love slip through their fingers like fine sand in the harmattan wind.
Keylow Bruce enters like an echo, a voice that speaks the truths unhinged, his words rolling like distant thunder on the horizon of a breaking heart.
Somo Jnr walks the path of poets before him as he brings to life, melody with meaning, rhythm with revelation. His voice carries the weight of Kwesi Arthur, the fire of Fameye, the soul of Stonebwoy, yet he owns his sound is uniquely as a river that remembers the sea, yet walks its own flow through time.
From his first cries in See Me Suffer, a song pulled from the bones of Pour Me Water, he has sung not to entertain, but to unveil, to expose, to feel.
With Friend Zone, he sings for the ones left waiting at the door of a love that never opens.
It is a song of echoes, of footprints in the sand that the tide will soon erase, of longing that clings to the wind. And in that longing, we all find ourselves.
Listen up!