well, pinch me: it's really happening. i'm writing a book!!!!!! i've been mulling over this idea for years now and i'm beyond thrilled to finally make it official. FOaFG SZN approaching ✨ ✨✨
the Brooklyn Public Library is doing a countdown of its most borrowed books of all time and it's hilarious because it's all like classic literature juxtaposed with things children think are awesome
saw Little Women again yesterday and right at the moment when Tracy Letts' character suggested that Jo sign away her copyright, a woman behind me yelled at the screen—as you would in a horror movie—"NO!"
A few years ago I interviewed Crosby over the phone. He called promptly ("Lindsay? David Crosby") but said with real gravitas, "Here's the situation: I really want to talk to you, but I'm at a hotel and my breakfast just arrived." I respected this immensely. RIP, honest king.
watched Dr. Strangelove for the first time in many years last night and i'm astounded to report that George C. Scott's performance has unmistakable Tim Robinson energy
beyoncé’s homecoming remains maybe the greatest workout album of all time because every like third rep i will yell out, “COACHELLA, ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?!?”
One of the starkest examples of male privilege is the way we are making this woman relive and be questioned about the worst moment of her life on television while Mark Judge is allowed to fucking disappear
to me, age is an under-discussed theme in Taylor Swift’s songwriting. i wrote about what she knew at seven, 15, and 22 & how folklore (which i suspect will have a pretty good Grammy night) revels in a gradually honed ability to toggle btwn present and past
carly rae jepsen wrote a "sexy" version of olive oyl's song from popeye and then tricked mickey mouse into giving her the rights..... 💪REAL FREAK SHIT 💪
i have been sitting alone in my apartment for an entire month gradually becoming this crazy, feral, more fuck-it honest version of myself and when i look back on this time many years from now i already know the record i'll associate with it is Fiona Apple's Fetch the Bolt Cutters
incuriosity about the cultural past never fails to bums me out, especially at a time when we have unprecedented access to almost all of the most interesting movies, music, etc ever made
Breaking News: FKA twigs has filed a lawsuit against Shia LaBeouf, her former boyfriend, accusing him of sexual battery, assault and infliction of emotional distress.
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when my cousin was the same age he learned the name of his mom's first boyfriend & left a message on their home answering machine doing an "impression" of him saying "hello, i still love you"... i not only condoned this while i was babysitting but i think it was partially my idea
some news: after 3+ years, i am leaving the Ringer to go freelance. i’m incredibly proud of the work i’ve done there and grateful for the opportunity, but it’s time for a new chapter. today is my last day. my DMs are open and my clips are here
for the past few weeks i've been helping out w this project on the 50th anniversary of Joni's Blue. it was humbling to hear so many wise and various voices reflect on one of the greatest albums ever. honored to have written the intro, too. Blue forever 💙💙
as this record is likely met (rightfully!) with universal acclaim, let's not forget that until maybe 8 years ago, "thinking fiona apple was a genius" was not exactly a popular critical stance! it's amazing that we got here but let's not stop interrogating why it took so long ✌️
for some reason we are once again talking about the fallacy that women don't like Steely Dan so i am personally obligated to post this article i wrote presupposing "...what if they do?"
(He called back maybe 45 minutes later. A man who enjoyed breakfast and was also honest enough to admit on every possible occasion that he had been unqualified to produce Joni Mitchell's Song to a Seagull. May he rest peacefully.)
i am generally bad at 🎺"tooting my own horn" (ew) but also this was the first year of my life that i got by working entirely as a freelancer, and i'm really proud of that. these are 12 things i published throughout the year that i was especially pleased with:
it’s so easy for people to snark on female pop stars, but demi lovato inspires the shit out of me. i wrote something last year about her & i was blown away by how candid she’s always been about addiction. thinking of this strong girl & her fans today
the Olivia Rodrigo show got me emotional! I can’t overstate what a big deal it would’ve been to have a star like her when I was younger, standing so confidently in the sorts of emotions that often get dismissed as “feminine.” she’s a force and she’s filling a huge cultural void
here is an essay about one of my favorite records ever, Van Morrison's Astral Weeks. technically it turns 50 this week, but really it exists somewhere outside of time
wrote about the way Taylor Swift's Midnights evokes a feeling of millennial stasis—a certain ambivalence towards marriage, motherhood, and traditional markers of adulthood—while revising the sorts of love stories she used to tell herself, and all of us
Agnès. I don't know that there's an artist in any medium who has influenced me more. She taught me that autobiography is not indulgence, gave me the courage to put myself into my work. I'm so grateful I got to write an ode to her last year. RIP a genius. 😽
something that bums me out is thinking about the young aspiring writers who dream of doing this for a living only to see their favorite writers continuously getting laid off and then they’re too discouraged to even try—how many new voices do we miss out on reading bc of that?