“I’m so tired of moving on.”

“Heat Wave” by Snail Mail | Still continuing our tradition of being behind, this is me writing about Snail Mail, an artist who, like King Princess (who we wrote about last week), went kaboom on my feeds in the past few months. Now, as I’ve been busy – I’m prescheduling this because I am, again, off to Cebu tomorrow – I haven’t had the chance to listen to her debut Lush – released early this year, after two EPs – but I have finally listened to this song, and I’m starting to understand the hype. The songwriting is sharp, but the attitude isn’t: it doesn’t try so hard, and yet it does more. And, again, the realization that Lindsay Jordan is just 19, which means she’s written all these deep in her teenage years… man, what have I been doing with my life? [NB]

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“Did you mean it when you said I was pretty?”

“1950” by King Princess | I feel stuck. You see, my musical preferences has always leaned more towards bands, not because I imagined I could pick up an instrument and be like them (no, never) but because I was raised with music that was, at least then, mostly only possible with layering all these recordings of different instruments together. But I know, and more so these past few months, that the music exciting most people these days are coming from the pop side of things – the whole “minimal cool pop” thing that’s begun bleeding through to local acts like James Reid, and coloring (or desaturating?) the normally happy sound of pop radio. I feel I’m not predisposed to find them out, more so like them, until it’s too late – not that I am keen to be up to date, but, you know, it still sucks feeling everybody is ahead of you of something. King Princess has been everywhere on my feeds lately, and I don’t follow Harry Styles, so I wouldn’t have known early on. “Minimal cool pop”? Yes, but then, in “1950”, her voice shows a deliciousness I would be keen on. (Not too keen on the newest single “Holy”, I must admit.) I would like this, but now I feel I’m not allowed to, partly because I haven’t taken the time to take her entire context in – about how she’s genderqueer and how that informs the music – and partly because my tastes have supposedly calcified, and besides, I’m just a poser that’s late to the party, and I will not pick her out when my younger brother inevitably has her songs on his Spotify playlist. All right. Onwards, then. Maybe in a future essay. [NB]

“Is it because you think you’re worth less than nothing at all?”

“Beck + Call” by July Talk featuring Tanya Tagaq | Taking off from yesterday, here’s a song I almost lost from my list of songs I should write about. I had a fortnight-long Canadian radio phase – I had an event that involved Canadians, that’s why – which meant more Canadian music (it is what the law dictates), which meant being exposed again to these bands you won’t otherwise hear much of elsewhere. This track from July Talk’s been out for a while – this is off their second album, 2016’s Touch – but, well, it’s a rowdy romp, and since we’re feeling a bit indie disco-y these past couple of days I thought, what’s better than a song about booty calls, with an assist from a Inuit throat singer? It doesn’t sound ridiculous. This one’s quite nicely aggressive, methinks. [NB]

“We underscore. We override. We got your back.”

“Jupiter” by Haiku Hands | As I stare down the prospect of hell week two months ahead off time, let’s have a fun song – I mean, a really fun song. Haiku Hands are a trio of ladies from between Sydney and Melbourne, and “Jupiter”, their latest single released a few months back, is a genre-bending bop, a bit reminiscent of tUnE-yArDs with a bit less ethnic influences and a bit more glee. Their first single, “Not About You”, is some sort of frantically lo-fi jam that, if launched in the right places, will segue cause a bit of up-and-down jumping the way “Shut Up And Let Me Go” does. (Think of the segue.) This one has a bit more singing involved, so that makes for more up-and-down jumping. And lots more sweat. This is fun. Really fun. We can do this. [NB]

“There’s no black or white, but a whole lot of gray.”

“Friends with Feelings” by Alice Skye | It’s August, so we’re back to regular programming (and catching up with the inbox). This one’s been parked for a whole month, after I heard it on Triple J, I’m pretty sure of that. Let this wash over you. Let Alice Skye’s voice and the quiet spirit of “Friends with Feelings” – off her album of the same name, which dropped last April – wash over you. I haven’t heard a song this beautiful in a while. Events of the past week have made this a little more poignant. And now, I think I’m going to break. A little bit. [NB]