Tag: philly
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Your mom called, I told her, you’re f*ckin’ up big time
With the release of Did you know that there’s a tunnel under Ocean Blvd, mama Lanita’s new album has me in my summertime sadness early this year. On a late night plane ride last week I finally sunk into a dreamy slumber while taking in the first listen through the album. It was the perfect…
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SOS, We Can’t Stop Listening
What could awaken my tormented soul from its neglectful earworm slumber other than SZA’s new album drop “SOS”? A delivery so well-crafted and long-awaited that it continues to surpass almost every milestone for the artist personally, and in the genre as a whole, since it made its leap into 2023. Like CTRL, SOS has key…
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what’s the bizness?
Thanks to the excellent soundtrack on the terrible-yet-entertaining steamy college drama Tell Me Lies, I’ve been reminded of the weird, magical power (or “Powa”) of tUnE-yArDs. Though “Powa” is captivating in its own right for its mix of ukulele and guitar paired with eclectic and distinct vocals, “Biznizz” makes me jam and move so hard…
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i’d rather let you touch my arm until you die
Somewhere between seeing Kendrick Lamar, Fleet Foxes, and Local Natives, I’ve found myself in an end of summer concert bender. Luckily, sober September is rolling through at just the right time to help me get my act together. I’m back with the same song that was stuck in my head three weeks ago, Jersey-girl Sharon…
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make it up to me, you know it’s better
I haven’t posted in two weeks, so I’m serving an upbeat, sugary treat to butter you up. If you’re not in the mood for sweets, don’t worry – there’s a bit of saltiness ahead (ofc) in the elegant hodgepodge that is Japanese Breakfast. It’s no wonder that this band has blown up over recent years.…
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From patience to control
Mannequin Pussy have captivated my attention since I heard the lyric “I still love you, you stupid f*ck” on the iconic track Drunk II a few years back. They’ve also haunted me since I shared my screen on a work call with the words MANNEQUIN PUSSY prominently displayed. It feels only right that in order…
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Lost my head there, whoops!
Maybe it’s the jetlag, the 10-day Cava bender, or general lack of sleep, but I am definitely feeling like I lost my head on my trip to Spain last week (humble brag). In any case, it makes Kurt Vile’s 2015 earworm “Lost my Head there” ring nicely this Wednesday mourn. 6 minutes and 55 seconds…
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