My dream is for Hozier to do a cover of “Nobody” by the Crane Wives, and for the Crane Wives to do a cover of “Nobody” by Mitski, and for Mitski to do a cover of “Nobody” by Hozier. I’m calling it the Nobody Exchange and I think it could be huge.
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My dream is for Hozier to do a cover of “Nobody” by the Crane Wives, and for the Crane Wives to do a cover of “Nobody” by Mitski, and for Mitski to do a cover of “Nobody” by Hozier. I’m calling it the Nobody Exchange and I think it could be huge.
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Florence Welch will literally write albums upon albums of music about how she's always felt ostracised from femininity, that it feels for her like a performance she can't escape, and even give a whole interview about her upcoming album being inspired by how a pregnancy almost killed her and how coming to terms with this made her feel alienated from her body and gender..... And STILL the majority of her mainstream fans will still talk about her work like "omg yes divine feminine womanhood queen of fairy girls uwu". I really hate how so many ppl just don't actually listen to music or care about what it's about. The "fairy-ification" of artists like Florence Welch, Hoizer, Fiona Apple, Mitski, Tamino, Kate Bush, etc, all of whom create music that's rooted in specific social and cultural themes, but the complexity and artistic intention is often totally flattened into !!uwu fairy girlhood in the woods vibes!!! Truly hate this brain switched off vibes based era of music engagement.
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what doesnt kill you makes you go out walking on sunny days until you end up on a tree-lined street where you can look up at the gaps of sunlight and realise you miss them more than anything