With Lunch, Stella Captures The Internal Guilt of Every Traveler
My bond with Lunch by Stella Donnelly
As a frequent traveler and expat when this song dropped in early 2019 its lyrics about homesickness struck me like a lightning bolt. Donnelly croons with vocal dexterity across this pleasant sun-kissed track about life on the road as a musician. In a press release for the song, Donnelly highlighted the track as her favorite on the impressive debut album, Beware Of The Dogs. She goes on about the disconnect with home after going on tour. This subtle emotional dread is felt through Stella’s gorgeously expressive vocals and the song’s intricate production.
At the beginning of the song Donnelly sets the scene. After the pleasant strumming plays for about 15 seconds, she sings “cracking my neck in the consulate line while a homesick American’s flag hanging by in the fluorescent light”. This vivid songwriting complements her voice incredibly well and grabs the listener for the rest of the song. As she describes her scenery and thoughts about her impatient mate the listener develops a soothing bond with the singer-songwriter. After this rapport is built the euphoric chorus begins.
The chorus features beautiful elements coming together divinely. The experience is absolutely spellbinding. As the chord’s progress and Donnelly enters her upper range with Smokey Robinson-styled vocal shimmering her internal pain is viscerally felt. Towards the end of the chorus delightful keys are introduced and Donnelly “La, la, la, la’s” her verse into dreamy resonance.

In the second and final verse we hear Donnelly describe the nature of this potential relationship. She might accept their dating proposal, by the way, they both have “years to waste”. Aside from the ear-grabbing songwriting this verse features well placed and effective background vocals. Donnelly layers her own verse with cheerful overzealous background vocals. This verse did a great job at capturing her bubbly forceful personality.
Overall, the song’s acoustics move with the steadiness of an upcoming wave in southern California, and Donnelly sings with the levity of a cheerful bird playing with friends. In the end, “Lunch” amazingly captures the feelings of anyone who misses home, even before they go.






