Luma Saint invites us into a shared space with “All of Us,” a track that feels like the sonic equivalent of finding a familiar face in a crowded city. There is a specific kind of magic that happens when a musician from Stockton-on-Tees decides to tackle the gargantuan concept of universal unity, especially when collaborating with his son. It grounds the grandiosity. It makes the “all” feel personal.
The song opens with a bright, rhythmic plucking steady and curious, like someone testing the temperature of the day. Then, the heartbeat arrives. It’s a driving, percussive pulse that anchors the Progressive House swell, pulling the listener from an intimate resonance into a soaring energy that feels wide enough to hold everyone. The vocal delivery follows this arc beautifully, starting as a clean, honest reflection before catching fire and lifting toward the rafters.
We are experts at building partitions, aren’t we? We categorize, we label, and we tuck ourselves into neat, lonely boxes. This music isn’t interested in those boxes. It is focused on the marrow the shared essence that remains when the labels are stripped away. It celebrates the struggle and the hope with equal fervor, suggesting that empathy isn’t a weakness, but the very thing that keeps us upright.
By the time the layered harmonies peak, you aren’t just listening to a dance track; you’re participating in a communal exhale. It is a bright reminder that while the world tries to fragment us, our pulse remains stubbornly synchronized.
What happens if we finally stop trying to be different and start trying to be together?
