iYA’s love letter to every girl who stayed up crying.
By Mrs M
Sometimes, all we need is permission. I Feel Deeply, iYA’s debut album is exactly that, a quiet nod that says, “It’s okay to feel what you feel.” iYA doesn’t ask you to be strong all the time.
She just reminds you not to set up camp in your sadness. Feel it. Cry if you must. Then come back to yourself.
That’s the message at the core of this album, not just survival, but softness and vulnerability that doesn’t swallow you whole.
In a world dominated by digital interactions, there’s something truly special about gathering in person to share music.
That’s the power of a listening party, a moment that artists and fans continue to value.
On a quiet moonlit night, we gathered not in a hang out spot or a loud club, but in a cozy space where the energy was gentle, feminine, and full of heart.
iYA’s listening session wasn’t just a showcase of her debut album it was a shared exhale. Each guest felt handpicked, like pages in her diary, and every presence in the room contributed to the soft magic of the night.
The album carries 10 songs, and each one sounds like a voice note sent too late at night, or a thought scribbled in the back of a journal. iYA sings about love but not the filtered kind. This is love in its truest form, clumsy, big-hearted, confusing. The kind that wakes you up at 2 a.m. and then ghosts you by sunrise.
Where Did You Go opens the album with the sound of longing. It's not loud. It's not dramatic. It just aches gently, like skin that’s healing. iYA’s voice is breathy, soft around the edges, and full of questions that never get answers.
Imagination is where she starts to wonder if maybe she made it all up. The connection. The closeness, the possibility of what might have been. The version of love she believed in. The beat is slow, spacious, like the pause after someone stops texting you back.
Before I Go is tender and tear-stained. You can hear the goodbye in her voice long before she says it. It's the kind of track you don’t just hear you feel it curling up in your chest. The timely beats and echoes in this song teases the song as break up song, but if you listen closely it's just a girl saying ‘I have seen this before, checkmate’
Tired of It (Up All Night) The fog lifts a little. The beat is more awake. Her voice, a little more fed up and stern in admitting I might have been played for love. It’s that moment when the heartbreak gets old, and you start reclaiming your peace.
Loved You More is for anyone who gives too much. It doesn’t scream, it simply admits. With soft harmonies and stripped-back production, the song lets the vulnerability sit right in the center.
Never Again is a turning point. The lyrics are sharp, but the delivery remains calm. iYA isn’t yelling. She’s done. She’s gone. And you believe her.
Then comes Deeply the title track and the album’s heart. This is where everything quiets down. Where the truths feel the heaviest. It’s romantic, but not in the usual sense. It’s romantic because it’s honest.
Time Wasting is bouncier, but still full of reflection. iYA is sorting through the hours she gave away, the texts she shouldn’t have answered, the hope she held onto too long.
Tokyo feels like a dream. It’s airy, almost cinematic. It’s about escape, or maybe about finding a version of yourself far away from the person who broke your heart.
And finally, I’ll Never Leave brings the softness full circle. It’s not about another person, it's about her. Staying with herself. Trusting her own heart. Choosing her own peace.
The production is subtle throughout lo-fi, atmospheric, the kind of music that feels like it was made with the lights off. It doesn’t try too hard. It doesn’t need to.
iYA lets her writing speak. Her pen is gentle, but it cuts. And every song reminds you, there is strength in softness, in feeling.
This album doesn’t try to fix anything. It doesn’t rush to heal or offer solutions. It just holds space. For sadness.
For desire, for what could have been. For not knowing what the hell is going on in your 20s. And that’s what makes it beautiful. iYA feels deeply. And she lets us feel with her.
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