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I’ve made some updates (more Wilco, more Gracie Abrams, more Lambchop) to my all-purpose fuck it no rules sad playlist. Enjoy.
I once read a Tobias Jesso Jr. interview about how he had one single goal when he started his music career: to write for Adele. He then wrote for Adele, got famous, went on tour, and then decided that he didn’t want to be famous. As someone who desperately wants to be famous, I don’t get it at all, but I do respect it—this man got his bag and then declined the limelight. I salute him (salute emoji)!
With every A.O. Gerber single that drops, I get this much closer to pre-ordering this really nice vinyl. I like that she’s found a way to write about modernity (texting) in a way that is not terrible, a very fine line to walk:
So who am I trying to save
Is it you from yourself, or me from the heartbreak?