When the lily of the valley starts to bloom, itâs one of the surest signs of the end of the harshness of winter. In Victorian-era floriography, the perennial flowerânative across the Northern Hemisphereâsymbolized a return to happiness. As the land thaws, a cascade of bell-shaped buds and sweet scents spring forth, a herald of warmer months and better times to come.
This feeling of renewal and rebirth was clearly on the mind of Will Kennedy when he was working on Lily of the Valley, his new delicate lo-fi indie rock album as 22° Halo. Written while grappling with the realities of his wife and collaborator Kate Schneiderâs diagnosis with brain cancer, the album looks intensely at the shared grief and anxiety of a period rife with doctorâs visits and uncertainty. Still, making the record, he wrote on Instagram shortly after its release, was a balm when things were at their hardest. âItâs helped me hold onto hope when Kate gets MRI scans every two months to see if her cancer has come back,â he said.
Kennedy writes unsparingly about the heaviness of their circumstances. âCobwebs,â a brief song toward the albumâs end, is its glowing emotional core. In a fragile low range, Kennedy sings imagistically about the weeks following Kateâs diagnosis. He remembers feeling the carbonation of a Diet Coke catch in his throat as he consults with a doctor, awaiting test results. He remembers seeing Kate gently console her mother as she heads toward surgery. Each lyric feels rich and intimate in a way that recalls Phil Elverumâs or Emily Sprague of Floristâs keen eyes for carefully chosen details. But even as he recalls these difficult memories, he never appears overwhelmed with maudlin emotion. The chorus of âCobwebsâ swells toward insistent percussion and prickly feedback as Kennedy and Schneider sing together about clinging onto the feeling that theyâll make it through: âIâm trying to believe that youâre good.â
This bittersweet optimism is the defining character of Lily of the Valley. Even when, as on the gently lilting âIvy,â he remembers the gravity of what theyâre going through togetherââFor a second or an hour,â he sings. âIâm reminded you might not make itââhe still finds beauty in the world around him. âCVS on a Walk,â sung in a near-whisper over twinkling guitar chimes, captures the intensity of the turmoil and serenity they find amid it. As Kennedy offers assurances that âthe hair will grow back,â they take comfort in the pleasure of a walk to the pharmacyâsuch a journey isnât without its struggles, but thereâs peace in putting one foot in front of the other.