Category: Sadness

driving in the suburbs late at night

But not too late because curfew. Suggested talking points, none of which we actually want to write about here, include:

  • the idea of going somewhere differently for growth and then returning to the place you were in before, but different now
  • songs you associate with listening to while driving a car when you actually have very few experiences listening to songs in a car because you live in one of the only walkable cities in america
  • rehearsing coming out speeches
  • living in a different suburb, the wide gap between driving to escape and driving to go home, under the umbrella of driving whilst being alive
  • living with a Stigmatized Mental Illness™️
  • the time between thanksgiving and christmas
  • songs becoming inextricably tied by memory to particular times, whether that be stage of life or a season of year. are these inherently nighttime songs? is the suggestion of a collection of songs being nighttime songs conveyable or inextricable from the personal experience realm?
  • changing so much and learning so much about yourself, and the idea of bringing that to a group of people that only know the Carefully Constructed Identity built to not invite too many questions, which is confusing, difficult
  • the chicagoland area
  • what even is a fulfilling life
  • changing the soundtrack between the drive somewhere and the drive back

horny bops for sad teens

Hell yeah, it’s a goddamn emo teen sad breakup thirsty horny dance party. If you don’t hear it and think “i am 16 again”, what’s the point? We’d have failed. Dance out your teenage longing.

Spooky Season

Every so often, I get to publish a playlist that was a part of the conception of this blog, which basically means talking with Matthew resulted in a “oh, you want something specifically for the mood you’re in? Lemme throw together a quick playlist” kind of thing. This one was the result of a conversation in which I was bemoaning the lack of appropriate ~Halloween vibes~ after moving to a city where the weather is the exact same all year. Matthew provided a lot of the initial suggestions, and then we spun this out into what it is now, which is a weird playlist hopefully suitable for your Halloween evening.

It also contains the song from the Salad Fingers flash cartoons. So there’s that.

Dark Alley Jazz

For when you’ve spent a lot of time wishing you were a private eye in a 1940s spy movie. Not in a “ah, the good old days when men were men and women were probably trying to kill you” way, but more in a sneak around and solve mysteries and fight off your adversaries, the greatest of whom is yourself, way.

This playlist is for Jazz to listen to while chain smoking in a speakeasy somewhere. Smooth but unforgiving, like the scotch you’re drinking or the memories of a former love you try not to think about.