Blake Hazard

"a raw, meditative, reflection of love, life and separation." – Under The Radar

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There’s a small town near New Bedford, MA called Padanaram, which lies across a bay from the Elizabeth Islands. There, tucked in a field, is a wooden house built by Blake Hazard’s grandmother. The house is occupied by renters in the summers, but off-season, when the town empties of visitors, it’s quiet, the atmosphere perfect for reflecting on the state of one’s life and relationships. So it makes sense that much of Blake’s new solo album, The Eleanor Islands, was penned there. The disc, which opens with a song named for the nearest village, is centered on this idea of reflection, of searching through the actions and potential actions that have brought someone to where they are now, of how two people, once integral to each other’s existence, can separate[...]