Vincent Poag ‘s new album, The Unknown, is an intimate conversation about life’s messy journey. Forget polished perfection; Poag embraces the grit.
This isn’t your typical singer-songwriter. Poag’s Long Island roots meet Broadway’s theatrical flair. He combines folk sensibilities with a touch of the avant-garde. “The Unknown” dares to ask the big questions without offering easy answers.
The title track serves as the album’s beating heart. “All aboard, buckle up for the ride of your life,” he sings. It’s an invitation into the chaos. The lyrics are a kaleidoscope of vivid, sometimes unsettling imagery. “Stoned misfits, armpit nosepicks, and thunder-ridden skies” paint a picture of life’s absurd beauty.
Vincent Poag explores the uneasy questions we often ignore. “What the hell’s going on? What am I doing?” he asks in “The Unknown.” He doesn’t offer neat resolutions. Instead, he invites you to sit with the discomfort. He acknowledges the disorientation and search for meaning.
Even in moments of apparent peace, there’s a sense of underlying tension. A quiet evening on the couch is juxtaposed with “Lightning cracks the sky, thunders rumble.” It’s a reminder that tranquility is often fragile.
The Unknown isn’t about escapism. It’s about confronting the human experience in all its messy glory. Poag isn’t afraid to be vulnerable. He’s created an album that resonates because it’s honest. It’s an album that lingers long after the final note fades. It’s an invitation to embrace the ride, even when you don’t know where you’re going.
