Apparently my mid-life crisis is mostly watching Derry Girls and thinking, “Yes! That’s exactly what it felt like to be a teen girl in the mid-to-late 90s” while wishing everyone understood that a combination of En Vogue and Enya is the perfect soundtrack. πΊπ΅
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Y’all got me ready for “I cry a lot but I’m so productive” but I was not prepared for the resonant truth of “I’m so depressed I act like it’s my birthday every day.” π΅
ππ΅ Read Patiently Holding the Sound: Gretchen Parlato on motherhood as a musical inspiration.
What a great interview.
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The lyrics from Disney's Disenchanted that make me sob. π΅
Spoilers for lyrics from Disenchanted follow. Without context they only mean a little but if you’re avoiding spoilers, just move along…
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Are you ready to be spoiled?
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It’s how I’d make a world for you
That never breaks your heart
Where you can grow and thrive
And your every wish can flower
I will always love you, Morgan
I’m so proud of how I know you’ll carry on
I’ve known a lot of magic in my life
But never anything as strong
Love power
My love for you has power
And you’ll have it there inside you
When I’m gone
These lyrics make me sob as a mother AND as a daughter because of course this is what I want for my kid but the “When I’m gone” part hits extra hard when your mom has leukemia and chemo/TKI complications you know?
This is a big cry I’ve been saving up since January as I kept it together for everybody else.
Okay, time for me to go strike now.
Today’s @750words playlist: Music for Writing in a Haunted Mansion curated by Sarah Chavez. π΅
Now that I’m trained in human subjects research I find myself siding with the Board of Governors in Jekyll & Hyde. ππ΅
π΅π I’m listening to the Broadway cast of Moulin Rouge and I’m really impressed with how well it uses the 20 years’ worth of music between the film’s release and the Broadway show.
Santigold’s Can’t Get Enough of Myself is mental health goals. π΅
Me “well actually"ing last week’s Fansplaining in the car on the way to pick my kid up: “But Elizabeth the ‘In sleep he sang to me’ part is really low, even lower than you sang it. It gets obnoxiously high later.’” ποΈπ΅ππ»π©π»βπ«