Alwyn Morrison’s “Lenox Hill” is a Love Letter to What Slips Away

New York is a city of movement—subways rattling beneath the pavement, neon flickering against rain-slicked streets, love affairs starting and ending between hurried crosswalk glances. In Lenox Hill, Alwyn Morrison captures all of it: the rush, the romance, the quiet ache of something fading before you even realize it’s gone.

This synth-pop ballad marks a departure from the guitar-driven urgency of his previous single, The City, but Morrison is nothing if not a shapeshifter. Here, he trades punchy riffs for a dreamlike soundscape, where memories blur like streetlights seen through a taxi window. Written in the waning days of 2023 and recorded in Los Angeles months later, the song feels less like a composition and more like a confession that found its way into melody—spontaneous, inevitable.

Lyrically, Lenox Hill moves through shifting seasons, both literal and emotional. It’s the thrill of first encounters, the weight of unsaid words, and the soft devastation of realizing love has already slipped through your fingers. There’s a deep sense of nostalgia here—not the kind that longs to go back, but the kind that recognizes beauty even in what’s been lost.

Produced with longtime collaborator Michael Kooman, Morrison’s songwriting thrives in the space between raw vulnerability and polished pop craftsmanship. His voice carries echoes of the ‘90s greats—channeling the grit of Oasis, the aching clarity of The Cranberries, and the sweeping, cinematic touch of Robbie Williams. But Morrison isn’t imitating; he’s carving something uniquely his own.

The accompanying music video, shot by Denice Flores Almendares and edited by Scott Mele (whose credits include Kacey Musgraves, Shania Twain, and the legendary Need You Now by Lady A), is sure to add another layer to the song’s emotional weight. Morrison has always understood the power of storytelling—not just in lyrics, but in how music feels, how it lingers.

Once a journalist chronicling the work of Grammy-winning visionaries, Morrison now stands firmly in his own spotlight. With Lenox Hill, he delivers a song that isn’t just heard—it’s felt. It’s the kind of track that sneaks up on you, takes residence in your mind, and leaves behind a bittersweet ache. Like the city that inspired it, Lenox Hill pulses with life, love, and the unshakable sense that something important just passed you by.