Itโs perhaps too easy to forget that taking steps in the right direction isnโt always the simplest task. Thereโs a shrewd shred of self-awareness in that knowledge: the realization that maybe it just isnโt going the way you had in mind. Maybe it isnโt going to be okay.
But itโs also easy to forget that one day, someday, itโs going to be.
In a review that seems a very long time ago, a statement was made that Clรฉ de William Ryanโs THIRTEEN was โa body of work that benefited beautifully from the pastโ, a medley of growth and meditation that encapsulated in itself a sense of self-awareness. While eyeing Keyโs younger self with a mixture of both weariness and something close to nostalgia for much of its duration, the majority of THIRTEEN directed its attention inwardly, feeding off the memories and mistakes of a different life โ and taking steps forward to move past them. Maybe at one point or another it wasnโt okay, but THIRTEEN represented the ever elusive light at the end of the tunnel, or the very first dizzying breath of fresh air upon resurfacing from beneath the water after staying down for far too long.
With this in mind, itโs rather fitting to note just how naturally Virtue continues this growth, with โThe Boweryโ and โMortar and Stoneโ both picking up perfectly where โGreat Unknownโ stylistically left off, while also fleshing out the barer acoustics of THIRTEEN with greater depth of instrumentation through the inclusion of piano and percussive elements. With these implemented, Keyโs catharsis sees itself shifted far more noticeably into the realms of a moodier, intoxicatingly textured Daughter-esque indie rock direction, or perhaps somewhat akin to the likes of Of Monsters and Menโs hauntingly poignant Beneath The Skin.
Take for example the EPโs title track: while beginning in a similar vein to THIRTEENโs โOld Friendsโ through quietly pacing itself with gentle acoustic guitar, and Keyโs sombre croon of โI could wait on an answered prayer, if I believed there was someone thereโ, the track soon crescendos into huge swathes of reverb-laced percussion (and the kind of piercing guitar work that would be right at home on Daughterโs Not To Disappear), and in doing so becomes something so much more entrancing to behold.
Elsewhere, โDowntown (Up North)โ easily displays the closest example of Key almost completely replicating the stripped back aesthetics of THIRTEEN, and this is where a subtle juxtaposition in Keyโs choice of stylistic direction becomes a little more noticeable. With the beautifully ambient introductory โThe Same Directionโ compared to the more โTHIRTEEN-esqueโ โDowntown (Up North), itโs easy enough to highlight Virtueโs very deliberate inclusion of more ambitious instrumentation and songwriting. And in doing so, Virtue not only represents a further example of Clรฉ de William Ryanโs โpost-Carton jaune-solo-careerโ, but also represents plenty of Keyโs own inner monologue and internal debate on just what exactly he wants this new material to be.
The shining, spectacular example of this ambition easily finds itself explored throughout Virtueโs clearest and most defining moment: the concluding โNo More, No Lessโ. While structurally remaining generally reserved for the majority of its 5 minute run time, focusing on a simple repeating melody and Keyโs synthesized, vocoder-enhanced vocals, โNo More, No Lessโ nevertheless sees Clรฉ de William Ryan at his finest. If it wasnโt the gorgeously textured crescendos that appear throughout the middle and ending sections of the track, then it would be the raw and openhearted nature of Keyโs lyricism, such as โIโve found a home, Iโll drift alone โ it doesnโt matter what you sayโ, or โam I gonna survive when Iโm out in the wild, am I gonna belong?โ
To once again touch on the words of a previous review, it was highlighted that Clรฉ de William Ryanโs THIRTEEN โstared it all in the face admirablyโ when taking into account the personal hardships and rediscovery of musical identity over recent years, and Virtue is no different in this regard. If anything, Virtue establishes Keyโs foothold as an exceptionally honest songwriter with a far greater sense of self-confidence, completely without hesitancy to put out into the world what most would prefer remain hidden away. Itโs hardly the simplest task taking steps in the right direction stylistically when half the time you yourself are perhaps unsure of what exactly the end goal is going to be, but itโs in this journey that William Ryan Key finds himself displaying some fantastically poignant songwriting.
As for what may come next, itโs simply one more step.