It seems my days of being filled with spontaneous inspiration have become lacking. I’ve grown “busy” - my least favorite thing to be - and the idea of writing about music feels tedious as I try to imagine something whimsical or dreamy to share with the soulless void. Egh. I’ve been overconsuming lately, and substack has become a place to scroll, just as much as any other app. The medium is different, but the action is the same. I’m not really sure how many more hot takes, runway archives, or color pairings I can take. Whatever new york cool girl that went to art school algorithm I’m on, is sucking my soul and cheapening my tastes. The internet has way of boring me out of the things I love. Even writing. Even music.
Nevertheless, we persist.
Slowly, it dawns - Victoria Canal

Singles of the week
I’ve spent a lot of hours staring at my computer this week, while I got sucked into CDT planning. Of course, my Gen-Z fried brain needs another tab open and running at the same time, so heyyy live performances. It’s white girl week ig lmao
Flowers in December - Mazzy Star
Midnight Sun - Zara Larson
Both Sides Now/Ebony - Victoria Canal
One Evening - Feist
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