"So it turned out that power was the quality of knowing what you liked. An odd thing for power to be."Eve Babitz I read a lot of Babitz, my first time reading her work, during the beginning of the pandemic and became enthralled with the chaos and desire and the no fucks given. The one … Continue reading An Odd Thing For Power To Be
A few weeks ago I was interviewing (love a plug!) pop singer-songwriter Tei Shi about her recent EP Die 4 Ur Love. It's a spiral of delusion and whirling excitement amongst sashaying melodies. During our conversation I asked if she had any specific inspirations—Die 4 Ur Love showcases a vivid, sometimes violent, sometimes whimsical kind … Continue reading LAMB: Gwen Stefani’s Time Bomb
There's something extremely cathartic about songs that crystalize into the momentum of my anxiety. I feel this particular giddiness with "The Difference," the collaboration with Australian producer Flume and magical being Chaz Bear aka Toro Y Moi. It opens with iridescent synths that sound like harp-adjacent chords shattering into icicles of cubic zirconium. There's a … Continue reading Run It Out
I recently finished reading the fascinating book Babbling Corpse: Vaporwave and the Commodification of Ghosts by Grafton Tanner. For one, I don't know anything about vaporwave aside from the vibrant neon laser visuals that accompany some album covers. Not only did I learn about the micro-genre's tendency to sample muzak and other mundane sounds in … Continue reading Hungry For Ghosts
Hi there. If you're reading this then you're probably a great friend or just bored out of your fucking mind. For those that know me, I write professionally mostly about music with a dash of film and pop culture criticism thrown in. Slowly my brain cells are fizzling out, writing opportunities are slim, and I … Continue reading Might fuck around & blog.
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