The artist has described herself as a black hole where people can dump their feelings, but her music moves beyond ugly emotions toward catharsis. "Still, nobody wants me / And I know no one will save me, I'm just asking for a kiss / Give me one good movie kiss and I'll be all right," she sings on her 2018 nu-disco single "Nobody," her voice at once covetous and wistful.
While her bandmate takes a keyboard solo, Micah Morris lowers her microphone and sways to the music. Directly behind her, a 20-foot screen cycles through psychedelic imagery: clips of Jupiter and mandalas, all overlaid with flashes of color and fuzz. As the singer moves, she casts a small shadow, a dark mark over the swirls of color. Down below in the theater's seats, a small crowd listens attentively. Three friends silently pass a large bag of popcorn, and in the dark, greased paper catches the projector's faint glow. A man across the aisle sips a Fort Point.
in the end, no longer means anything at all, and as such the fights over what is allowed to call itself one are mostly futile. It's best just left alone. But then along come the annual awards reserved specifically for whatever an indie game actually is, and suddenly the whole contentious topic is thrown into a harsh light, along with which comes a realization:
"In this multimedia age, there's one dance night in the city that rules them all, and it goes by the name of Fringe. It's the indie music lovers' holy grail, complete with giant video projections-which means for one night a month, you can pretend the glory of MTV never died." - 7×7 Magazine
Kicking off the playlist is Filipina American indie pop singer-songwriter Lyn Lapid, who just released a candid and catchy self-worth anthem, "Buzzkill." In it, she advocates for staying home instead of being around people who don't deserve your company.
