Who is Rookling?
In the autumn of ’18, Rookling swapped the spires and hills of England for the Berlin underground.
He stepped off the plane with a guitar, a suitcase, and a dream: to share his music with the world.
The city sent him reeling. He escaped into his songbook and the solace of storytelling, evoking love, death, and landscapes strange and dear. All the while, the hearth-fire warmth of Fleet Foxes and Nick Drake were helping mould his harmonies.
Each Rookling song blends the solemnity of an altar with the urgency of a church bell. The influence of the greats is unmistakeable: he channels the uncommon poetry of Joni Mitchell and Leonard Cohen, adding a more archaic thrill of his own. At a tender twenty-three, Rookling is a folk-prophet in the making.
A playlist of Rookling’s best
Blog from the crow’s nest
The forest left me so calm I thought I'd be forever immune to the pinpricks of city living. But no sooner had that impression settled than it was joined by a kind of dread as I realised I would probably never return here.
"It was Christmas Eve and everyone was eager for carolling somewhere Brit-friendly. But my relationship with the Church was in a raw phase and I wanted nothing of it."
29th September 2015 I was dropped at the main station, the day hot and darkening. The grand white steps of ...
On the day I turned twenty-one, I decided I wanted a public face for my music. Choosing a stage name empowered me to recognise my inner artist for the first time, even if I did not have much understanding of that figure within me.
On a still autumn day in Neukölln, Rookling clinked beers with Steve Cuffari, producer of the Voices from the Dark podcast. ...