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Not A Damned Thing Changed - Lukas Graham
Alec Benjamin Is a Pop Storyteller for the Next Generation
That’s been true for his music, too. Pop trends come and go, but Benjamin, who’s best known for his viral hit “Let Me Down Slowly”, committed early on to absolute sincerity. In the tradition of pop storytellers like Taylor Swift and thoughtful songwriters like John Mayer, he’s built a brand of contemporary earnestness, layered over bulletproof pop balladry. Here, in this slick environment, a wide-eyed Benjamin seems a little out of place in his low-key sweatshirt, jeans, sneakers and tousled hair; you wouldn’t know he was a platinum-selling artist. But as the DJ in the corner ups the volume of his jazzy set, Benjamin settles in for the conversation, and any self-consciousness fades away. He’s not the type of guy who worries about keeping up appearances.
You don’t have to march at Pride to show your pride 
I remember grabbing a handful of rainbow flags and raising them above my head.
Then, I remember hearing the names of the fallen recited and repeated by a mournful crowd. I remember the London vigil for the Pulse shooting as if it was yesterday.
The events of that weekend shook me to the core and pushed me to make a commitment I’d been putting off for a while. I pledged to become a queer activist.
