"I can feel my ears extending, hind legs protruding, fluffy tail drooping down; I have an uncontrollable urge to gnaw with my front teeth and binky (excited jump). I've traversed so many rabbit holes I myself seem to be transforming into a bunny. Throughout the year, I've thought that maybe covering a certain amount of scenes and trends would unlock some secret key to the universe-a final solid bottom, a cultural bedrock."
"A haunted red enveloped the room. Silent observers huddled together on the floor and against columns. I was in the back stuffed in a leather booth with a few British friends, espresso martinis daintily pressed to the lips. We were here at Unsound Festival listening to Joanne Robertson as she filled the hush with awkward smalltalk, incidental noises as she adjusted her position, and her spare yet sumptuous music."
"I've been entranced by a specific strain of singer-songwriter ambient this year, like Malibu's , where low drones hang in the air and wordless moans swallow up the sky like slowed and reverbed Gregorian chants. "So Sweet & Willing" and "Lactonic Crush" feel like being blinded, overcome and eaten whole by a gorgeous grayness. It took my dopamine-fucked ears a while to appreciate the luxe languor of choke enough, but then it became one of my go-tos through the year."
I experience a surreal metamorphosis into a bunny as a metaphor for endless curiosity and immersion in cultural scenes. Exploration down countless rabbit holes reveals more hidden gates and passageways rather than a final cultural bedrock. A desire to cover scenes and trends never yields a solid, singular truth, producing instead more material to pursue. Live listening moments include a subdued Unsound Festival basement performance in Kraków, where Joanne Robertson's spare awkward smalltalk and sumptuous music created intimate observation. A strain of singer-songwriter ambient with low drones and wordless moans provided restorative, luxe languor, with tracks like "So Sweet & Willing" and "Lactonic Crush" becoming repeat go-tos.
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