In a ‘60s spy movie, a suave, impeccably dressed protagonist walks into a dimly lit lounge, cigarette smoke curling through the air, and everyone immediately knows something cool is about to happen.
That very energy is Dreaming by Michellar.
It’s an entire aesthetic wrapped in a hypnotic groove and delivered with the confidence of someone who has definitely won a high-stakes poker game against a guy with an eye patch.
From the moment the guitar riff kicks in, you’re transported to a world of intrigue and effortless cool. The bass slinks through the mix like it has a secret, the drums keep things moving with the laid-back swagger of someone who’s been here before, and Michellar’s vocals? Pure, smoky allure. It’s the kind of song that I imagine to sound transcendent played on vinyl while sipping an overpriced cocktail.
The meticulous craftsmanship on this track pays off, given how you can hear how lush, cinematic, and polished it is without feeling overproduced. Every note is deliberate, every sound carefully placed to pull you deeper into its spell.
Personally, for a good framework of what this song sounds like: well, imagine if Coven, still riding the weird wave of One Tin Soldier, decided their next logical move was to cover Jefferson Airplane while doubling down on the whole “macabre and folky left turn” thing they did with that hit song. That’s more or less the energy we’re dealing with here.
By the end, you’re not just listening to Dreaming, you’re essentially living in it. It’s less of a song and more of a vibe, the kind of track that makes you want to buy a trench coat and stare dramatically out of a rain-streaked window.
Michellar didn’t just write a single; they crafted an entire mood. And it’s one you won’t want to leave.
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A tenured media critic known working as a ghost writer, freelance critic for publications in the US and former lead writer of Atop The Treehouse. Reviews music, film and TV shows for media aggregators.
