Colette March

I'm everybody 'til the body's a bore.

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ENJOY!

I used to listen to Gwen Stefani on 106.1, staring at a dust-coated car dashboard with an overheating DS in my lap, and now I'm laying in bed on a beautiful Sunday worrying about being a sexual object vs. a sexual being.

Since the DC show, I've been tackling this droning fear head-on. The crashing after a year of hard-won battles with my health and my career. Just because those battles look different this year, I've been panicking and losing my presence.

What the fuck does it feel like to be in the moment? I guess it's always bittersweet. I sat at the park today and thought about this frustration that has been so unrelenting and distracting as of late. I thought about one of my favorite songs - Enjoy by Björk - and how it has always resonated with this part of me that seeks to control my desire.

I wish I want to stay here. I wish this be enough. I wish I only love you. I wish simplicity.

I haven't been able to write anything that has truly excited me in such a long time. I haven't felt romanced in such a long time. I crave so much and I try to write from that, but I still haven't cracked it. I will soon.

In the meantime, I have so much to be grateful for. Watching my friends fall deeper and deeper in love. Feeling at home in my body and finding new ways to treat it with care. Setting new standards and building the discipline I need to enforce them. Trying to learn more and cook more and just feel more control over whatever I can. The music will come.

xoxo Colette

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DC HEADLINER 𑣲⋆｡˚ JULY 11th, 2026!

my first big headlining show beyond new york! 40 people. a costume change for the first time. lifesaving burger right before i went on.

mýles aubrii opened. such a brilliant artist. we’ve been mutuals for years and that was our first time meeting in person. she blew everyone away & will continue to! that girl is a star.

tasheff & christian came down from brooklyn to perform with me. those boys!! tasheff always kills it on the decks & i had a really special acoustic section with christian. covered “hard feelings” and cried a bit. that one means everything to me.

people traveled from hours away & one angel even flew from dallas & brought me a buc-ees bikini top! i’m so lucky. this feels like it’s starting to happen.

i learned so much from this show. mainly that i have been really sad + burnt out for a better part of this year & need to start making music that heals me, not just music that tries to prove something to people. when it hits, it hits. when it doesn’t, it motivates me to write something completely different. i love left turns ⋅°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

thank u 4 being here with me!

xx colette

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current rotation:

“Love Profusion” by Madonna

“Saturday Night” by Ravyn Lenae

“don’t piss me off” by Kelela

𓂃۶ৎ

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if you or any loved ones wanna come thru to my DC showwww saturday 🍓🩷💐💌 please doooo! presale’s kinda low but we’re gonna 🪩🩰 turn it out for youuu promise xx

Colette March, Rosalíe, Mýles Aubrii

Colette March, Rosalíe, Mýles Aubrii

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my sister gave me a bleach moment! sry i haven’t been tending to my tumblr garden ☀️ been going through it this weeeeek but i’m headlining in DC if any of y’all are around! 🍓 i’ll post about it next !!!

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Pitbull or bulldog or pitbull.

Heart under the foot of the male ego, I write from the well of a story like. Lately, I've been craving something entirely different.

What does "consistent casual" mean, and what does it have to do with me? Now that he is no longer in a relationship, he is seeking me out again to fit into the margins of his priorities. To have curves in his hand that he does not need to invest in with his heart or his honesty. He operates under the assumption that I feel lucky, but I have never felt lucky with him. Only intensity.

In a lot of ways, intensity is the only craving I have any discipline with. I'll turn away countless opportunities if they don't put weight on my shoulders, I'm not really sure why. I don't think I'm numb, but I don't feel within my body. Talked at, not spoken with. Pressed against, never kissed. The eager breaking point is almost here, though, apparent from the fact that I broke down in tears writing the lyrics, "Super strip ya/At the Wawa." So, something has to change. Eventually.

My pleasure is dysregulated by violent curiosities, and the moment I set out to define it on my own terms, I'm subjected to more distance. So, I weaponize distance in return.

I sit in the driver's seat of a car I don't own in suburban plaza parking lots whenever I get the chance to. I pretend that I don't feel at home with the tension of the grocery store missing a letter in its signage. I pretend that I don't want to be seen by the guy with three pitbulls or bulldogs or pitbulls in the bed of his truck. If he could talk to me outside of a message request, it would make me feel like I won, even though that wouldn't be the truth.

I've found pleasure writing from an overheated dashboard. From the memories of love percentages scored by Top 40 hits playing in dying malls. Primal screaming in the nail salon. Taking backroads when I'm afraid of the highway. Soundproof windows and high beams on when they shouldn't be. There, I know what I'm dealing with. There, I am more confident to say aloud, "I was not made to make you feel good."

I can find the pleasure again, even when the circumstances are changing.

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open wideeee, my new single PUB CRAWL is out everywhere now 🍻🎱

written + performed by me produced, mixed, mastered + additional composition by Santiago Coto

we worked tirelessly on getting this one right. it's sleek, sexy, and silly. i'm so so proud of it. i hope you get flirty in a bar, reading your hometown crush to filth with this song blasting in one earbud.

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hope that trans girl on TikTok with the song about new jersey italians becomes the next pop phenomenon

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me too :)

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the FRANCO music video ˖ ᡣ𐭩 ⊹ ࣪ ౨ৎ˚₊ we made this in 3 wild days last summer <3 directed, shot, edited and produced by my friend, Friday Anderson (@fridayisfunky)

we were all over the place. we cold DMed like 20 bodybuilders on insta until we found our perfect FRANCO, Facundo Rodriguez. literally an angel, you have no ideaaa. we went upstate, to coney island, to an office in FiDi, three bars in bushwick, wildddd. this song is my first to have a real moment & this video is the perfect time capsule for how last summer felt!! chaotic, lovely, sexy, manic.

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Thank god you’re on tumblr I’ve been listening to Franco 24/7

thank u for being here <3 i love FRANCO i'm happy it's found such a home with youuuu! i'm so excited for what else i'm releasing this summer i hope i can deliver more bangers 4 u all

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early april, late april

tie-around top. jean shorts i cut too short. a high noon with an orange "because I'm a girl." noticing that the bar floors are getting stickier as summer teases me.

i've been trying to decide what the bartender's neck tattoo means. maybe i should ask, maybe i should lean over and taunt him. i've gotten more blunt this year. the bar is empty except for me, the man i met off tinder, and a couple complaining about bud lite being woke now. they are playing pool.

i close my eyes and suddenly, the taste of a man's neck on a hot day. blindfolds, switching collars. never dominant, not always submissive. a craving for intensity to assure me of softness. a craving for more than one at once. craving everyone to just get that, getting fussy that they don't.

"that first sip feeling!" the woman of the couple says & i can't tell if it's a mocking tone or she really means it.

the man i'm with is definitely saying something, but i tune him out thinking about recent mixes. i want the snare to hit harder. i want the synths woozier. am i saying too much with these lyrics? do i care? do i need to run this by more people?

I should probably use proper capitalization. I'm young, but I'm not that young anymore.

then, the man i came with is gone. the bartender's tattoo is now covered by a rag he threw over his shoulder. the couple is making noises in the bathroom. i'm essentially alone.