Joseph Nevels How’s LA: Palm Trees, Promises, and the Price of Dreams

Ever had someone ask about your life while you’re still figuring it out?

Joseph Nevels‘ hushed, soulful R&B confession How’s LA captures that FaceTime moment when your aunt’s well-meaning “How’s it going?” requires an Oscar-worthy performance.

His gentle guitar strums feel like California sunshine filtering through venetian blinds – warm but somehow measured.

Nevels isn’t here to sell you the glamorous Hollywood fairy tale.

“Truth be told, it’s cool, I can’t complain” he offers, his soft vocals carrying the weight of unspoken struggles beneath that casual dismissal.

It’s the musical equivalent of sending that “living the dream” text while eating discount ramen in your overpriced studio apartment.

The guitar work becomes a character itself, dancing between his honest confessions about the city’s maddening drive for success and mama’s snake warnings.

There’s something beautifully understated about how he balances family expectations (“I got kin back home they count on me”) with personal reality checks.

This isn’t your typical LA story – it’s better. It’s the group chat update you send when you’re too proud to admit you’re scared but too honest to pretend it’s perfect.