HANA EID IS BETTING ON THE UNIVERSE
Amidst Nashville’s balmy summer air, Hana Eid is keeping it cool. Midsummer love laced with personal revelations and inner alignment comes together in Eid’s latest ode to the gamble, “Bet.”
Fighting poor internet connection in a friend’s grandmother’s kitchen, I sat down to chat it all out with Hana. There were delays, spinning loading icons, and many “Can you hear me?”s, but a part of me feels like that’s what the world of “Bet” is about.
It’s easy to get swept up in the hope of a spark — feeling like you’ve found your person, becoming engulfed in the angst of new love, being unsure, then so sure and back again. It can be all-consuming. Everyone’s been there, but this time around, Eid wasn’t too frantic. “Bet” was born when Eid allowed the universe to take the reins of a possible relationship, allowing it to blossom or wilt unbridled. For the first time, she let her intuition guide her through the terrain of what she thought would be an eternal love. “There was this new element of not being terrified of the future,” Eid explained.
Between trusting instinct, spinning Porches, and cliff jumping, “Bet” was conceptualized, and the nuances of her last summer’s experiences seep from Eid’s latest single. While most of the world was off having a Brat Summer, Eid was undergoing pivotal introspection. Observing a greater connection between consciousness and physicality unlocked a new level of perspective, one that was pivotal when approaching this particular relationship.
“I have historically tended to be an incredibly anxious or super avoidant person. I felt that with this (relationship), I was kind of like, ‘I think it’s going to be chill.’”
“Bet” is warm. It’s cinematic. It sounds like looking at a Polaroid of the one that got away. Eid’s twangy, wispy vocals atop lived-in production by contemporary Josef Kuhn (nickname jos) are what make the sepia-toned porchlight track borderline gutting. The earnest lyrics paint such vivid imagery of a love lost that the single feels like a memory already lived. The instrumentals feel like yearning for someone’s company, but somehow, “Bet” finds a way to make it all comforting.
“This song feels like a Tennessee summer. I woke up this morning and it was 90 degrees, so humid, and the air was so thick and dense, it feels like that. I feel that people should listen to it lying in the sun, sweating it out.”
After my phone’s hotspot gave out and our call got cut short, I hit the beach with my earphones and a pre-stream of “Bet,” and I can confirm that sweating it out is the way to consume it. Cruise windows down to “Bet,” get bug bites to “Bet,” live life to “Bet,” — it’s feeling like a “Bet” summer.
