Hanne Leland
Love I'm Looking For
There’s something quietly defiant about Hanne Leland’s new single, “Love I’m Looking For.” It doesn’t chase trends or ask for approval. Instead, it stands still , confident, radiant, and entirely self-assured. Out right now, the track feels like a sigh of relief after years of noise. Not an arrival, exactly, but a homecoming.
Built on warm synths and a soft but steady pulse, “Love I’m Looking For” doesn’t try to dazzle. It’s better than that. It makes space. Space to breathe. Space to admit that finding peace with yourself might be the most radical thing you can do.
Built on warm synths and a soft but steady pulse, “Love I’m Looking For” doesn’t try to dazzle. It’s better than that. It makes space. Space to breathe. Space to admit that finding peace with yourself might be the most radical thing you can do.
Photo:Maddie Cordoba
There’s some cleverness in the lyrics, too, spiritual language flipped on its head. Lines like “I’m my own messiah” land not as provocation, but as truth dressed in metaphor. Leland isn’t making a grand statement. She’s just telling it like it is.
Now based in Norway, the pop artist has quietly amassed more than 17 million Spotify streams, plus nods from CLASH, The Line of Best Fit, and others. But this song feels less about numbers and more about clarity. After a stretch of soul-searching and scattered twenties, Leland’s writing like someone who’s learned to stop apologizing.
“Love I’m Looking For” is easy to miss if you’re not listening closely. But once it finds you, it stays, in your heart and mind, in your mirror, in the quiet moments when you realize maybe, just maybe, you’ve come home to yourself too.
Now based in Norway, the pop artist has quietly amassed more than 17 million Spotify streams, plus nods from CLASH, The Line of Best Fit, and others. But this song feels less about numbers and more about clarity. After a stretch of soul-searching and scattered twenties, Leland’s writing like someone who’s learned to stop apologizing.
“Love I’m Looking For” is easy to miss if you’re not listening closely. But once it finds you, it stays, in your heart and mind, in your mirror, in the quiet moments when you realize maybe, just maybe, you’ve come home to yourself too.