There’s something about the first real chill in the air — that moment when you swap iced coffee for hot soup and playlists shift from summer bangers to something that hits a little deeper. Enter I’ve Tried Everything But Therapy (Part 1) by Teddy Swims — an album that feels like wrapping yourself in a flannel blanket while stirring a pot of something warm on the stove.
Teddy’s voice — that gravelly, gospel-soul hybrid — drips honesty. He doesn’t just sing about heartbreak; he lives it, in every note. Songs like “Lose Control” and “Some Things I’ll Never Know” are emotional slow burns that sit right in your chest. Even the upbeat moments, like “What More Can I Say,” carry that bittersweet undertone — joy and pain doing a slow dance in the kitchen light.
The production is clean but human. No over-polished studio shine, just the kind of imperfection that makes it believable. The horns sigh, the guitars shimmer, and the drums roll like distant thunder. It’s music that makes you want to text the person you shouldn’t — or at least pour another bowl of chili and let it pass.
Fall is a season of reflection. Of letting go, slowing down, forgiving yourself for what you didn’t get right the first time. Teddy Swims gets that. He’s not preaching, he’s confessing — and you can hear every ounce of it.
So yeah — it’s soup and soul season, and Teddy just dropped the soundtrack.
Best listened to: on a rainy evening, lights dim, spoon in hand.
