Jay Wood just put out his new album, and the first thing you notice is how open he’s being about it all. Shamelessly honest, he calls it. Paradise Don’t Last Forever is streaming everywhere now, and the gratitude in his caption feels like the heartbeat behind the whole thing. He’s thanking the crew that kept the lights on during those long nights, the ones who turned rough ideas into something real. It’s not a list of names so much as proof that good music still needs a village.
The sound lands in that sweet spot between bounce and reflection. “HANDS UP!!!” hits like a late-night drive with the windows down, pure energy. Then “TALK2MENICE” flips it—guitar sample looping soft under his flow, telling a story about a girl that pulls you in close. The whole record breathes like someone finally saying what they’ve been holding back.
Amber Cita shot the cover, a black-and-white portrait of Jay lost in thought. It’s quiet, almost still, but it mirrors the album perfectly—moments of clarity inside the chaos. You look at it and hear the tracks before they even play.
He’s already looking ahead, calling everyone to rock out at Sleeping Village next week. Paradise might not last, but the run feels like it’s just starting.
