Wild Kid (aka Ryan Glassman) has been close to New York City his entire life. Born and raised in Glen Head, Long Island and currently residing in Brooklyn, Ryan has largely absorbed the hustle of the concrete jungle. This aura of tumult pervades his most recent EP titled “Cathedral.” A mere four tracks in length, the EP takes listeners on a brief but meaningful journey through themes of unrest and transformation. Strange voices and muffled noises unexpectedly rustle through the background, creating a sense of urgency. Despite its loud moments, Cathedral is very much the eye of a hurricane; it creates “a kind of sanctuary where there is none” in the middle of the most restless city in the world. Ryan claims that these tracks are some of the most expansive material he’s written, generating “an almost devout sense of power and awe.” The body of work as a whole feels like an emotional retreat from chaos into solitude and refuge, a place that beckons self-exploration and leads to a light at the end of the tunnel.
Wild Kid’s lead single, “CC,” slowly builds up to an uplifting burst of energy. It includes a brief echo-filled intermission, which morphs into a more relaxed yet familiarly steady pattern. The track fades away in ambience, with tastefully concocted echoes and reverb billowing in the distance. Strange noises flutter throughout like quiet voices of monsters murmuring in the shadows.
“Myra” starts off with dancey 808’s covered by an abrupt, metronomic pulse. The introduction leads to melodic, stripped-down chord progression and a voice chanting phrases like “rebellious,” and “sick and tired of what’s been going on,” perhaps hinting at recent political and social issues in the United States. The track then levels out into a labyrinth of drum patterns, with the same voice declaring, “born out of the spirit of revolution.” This song is a powerful ballad filled with obvious emotion and a bold call for change.
The soft plucking of a guitar ominously anticipates something unknown the distance. Aggressive vocal chops fade in with a tidal wave of synths, suddenly disappearing into thin air. The guitar holds constant for almost the entirety of the track, a direct antithesis to the fleeting ambiance and vocals that hover in and out of reach. “Lapse” seems to portray a stalwart warrior, resistant in the face of repeated adversity.
“Bb” begins as a piano solo, into which Wild Kid masterfully incorporates the large spaces and bellowing synths which he seems to control so naturally. A drum pattern appears out of nowhere, which is is later accentuated by more keys and cymbals in the fore. Suddenly everything fades to an empty, echoing tunnel.This tunnel leads to an enormous burst of energy as the drums kick back in full force with a beat that you can’t resist moving your body to.