There’s something quietly stunning about Sail Away, the latest release from Indy Yelich. It has the same lyrical stillness and emotional clarity that’s defined her sister’s work — but this isn’t imitation. It’s evolution.
The song lingers in the ache of a friendship-turned-messy, sketching out a kind of gentle heartbreak with lines like, “now you’re begging me to hold on, hold on, sail away.” The production is minimal, steady — almost tidal. Like the wash of something you’ve carried too long finally drifting out to sea.
There’s a sense in Sail Away of someone who’s seen a lot of life, maybe from the fire escapes of New York (where Indy now lives), maybe from long summer evenings across the Gulf. That mix — urban grit and coastal introspection — is part of what gives the track its depth. It doesn’t shout. It knows.
Indy Yelich comes from a rare sort of family — poetic, musical, observant. Her mother Sonja is a celebrated poet; her sister Lorde changed the shape of pop music before she was old enough to vote. That literary backbone runs through Sail Away, but Indy’s voice is distinct.
Sail Away is the kind of track that stays with you a lot longer than you might’ve expected.
It’s subdued — perhaps as haunting as the relationship she sings of. The kind of track you don’t realise you’ve played five times in a row. It lingers. It asks nothing from you, but quietly wraps itself around your day.
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