#musicky

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JANA HUNTER: Restless

Good morning.

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SHARON VAN ETTEN: Save Yourself

I didn’t hype SVE much during my All Songs days but I wish I’d trusted Robin more and leaned into it. Maybe I needed a little more training in heartbreak, disappointment, and other kinda dark life-shaping experiences.

BECAUSE NOW I GET IT. Hard.

Good morning.

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LOU REED: Vicious

Reed and the Underground always make sense on a Sunday (not-quite) morning.

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TOBACCO: Gods In Heat

I have no idea what’s going on in the world right now. But in addition to the two shootings, an unidentified black man was found hanging from a tree in Atlanta’s Piedmont Park this morning. APD is calling it a suicide, as I type this.

Keep up with details of this local tragedy via Creative Loafing’s Twitter account.

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THE PRETTIOTS: Dream Boy

“You don’t have to be that great/ You can just be someone I don’t totally hate”

Standards, man. Dating is easy.

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THE PROMISE RING: Happiness Is All The Rage

This weekend was really weird but mostly good, highlighted by singing Soulja Boy at a honky-tonk with great gals and playing “NO *YOU* ARE BEAUTIFUL!” with my nephew which has rules/a goal you can probably guess.

Good morning.

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JESSICA LEA MAYFIELD: Run Myself Into The Ground

Send good vibes and luck my way, if you got some to spare. I’ve spent the past month looking at houses, finding one I love, and hustling hard to make sure I can make it mine.

Part of why I moved to Atlanta was because I thought I could make a home here. I’m 28 now, which is far from dead, but a place in which I feel comfortable and interested in laying down roots. I want to nest. I want to hang things on the wall and know the BQE or Roosevelt upstairs won’t bang around and make them adjust wonky. I want to set up utilities and order new checks with a permanent address, instead of those green ones I got at 24 and still use from when I lived in Bushwick. I want to learn to do boring things like install backsplash I dig so that they’re no longer boring things but a project I can get excited about because it’s for keeps.

I’m doing this alone, too. Most my friends in Atlanta are married, co-habitating, or on a fast-track to one of those paths. That’s fine and a bulk of the time I don’t think about it past an anthropological sense (is this common in other cities? I was younger when I lived in New York, so surely that contributed to my mostly-single friend group of similarly younger ages). However, the lack of support I’ve run into from many of these people is puzzling and I can’t help but wonder if they’d be more stoked if a partner was involved. “What if something breaks?” I’ll fix it or pay someone else to fix it or figure out how to live with it. “What about the neighborhood?” It’s Westview, yes, which isn’t the most popping area just yet but it’s what I can afford. It’s perhaps a little sketchy still, but recall how my complex’s parking lot in Kirkwood played host to a double-homicide shortly after I moved in. “You’ll be alone!” Right, which is what I’m doing now, also. 

I frankly feel empowered doing this myself. It’s going to be hard, but I’m ready. I think.

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JULIE DOIRON: Cars And Trucks

:-D :-D :-D anxiety everywhere :-D :-D :-D