Premiere: Kodey Brims witnesses time & truth slip ‘Out of My Hands’

Change is necessary. But even more important, perhaps, is our processing of it all. The buildup stings against our skin as taking a polar bear swim in January; ice collects on our brow, yet we push forward and shiver and shake. Staking her claim in Nashville, folk-pop dreamweaver Kodey Brims watches as splashes of change miraculously cascade down her cheeks. On her new song “Out of My Hands,” premiering today, a piano-hinged confessional, Brims gasps for breath at the first chance she gets. “Sometimes, I forget where I’ve been or how I’ve failed / Yeah, time likes to watch my mistakes,” she sputters, flipping her tongue to time’s watchful, keen eye. It hits her as a ton of bricks, and her profound realizations shock her system from head to foot.

“What time borrows, he doesn’t give back / Thought I knew what life was meant to be like / Til years passed by,” she sings. Her tears have certainly long dried and caked into ghostly prints upon her skin, and so, she turns attention to what time’s fleeting, rapid tendencies mean for where she is now and how far that winding road wiggled. With such style touch points as Brandi Carlile and Stevie Nicks, Brims snaps musical boundaries and allows the needle to push her to and fro, dancing between folk music and mainstream barbs. Originally from Brisbane, Australia and later chewing concrete in Madrid, the promising upstart meddles with songwriting in vibrant, visceral ways. At once cut from the singer-songwriter mold, she also flitters over juicy pop hooks and an underlining, utterly subtle blues avenue. She’s a chameleon of the highest order.

“Used to hold my ego close to my chest / It was foolish how much I tried to protect it / Til time pulled me to a mirror, showed me who I was,” she sings, letting a figurative time bomb to detonate in her hands, shards slicing and falling away onto cold, hard ground. Time can be a brutal mechanism for what we need, that’s never more evident. On the song, Brims writes to B-Sides & Badlands over email, “So much change had been happening in my life and I hadn’t stopped to truly process it. The way I process complex emotions best is by sitting at my guitar and writing whatever comes to mind,” she says. “I hadn’t done that in a long time. When I finally sat down to write about it, ‘Out of My Hands’ poured out. It was a truly cathartic and gratifying experience.”

“Out of My Hands” kicks off her new EP of the same name, out August 30.

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