Robyn's brother "scolded" her for listening to Chappell Roan in the car with all the children (including his 9 year old daughter). Later we listened to "Wild Thing" from the 80s or 90s and some of Hamilton (put away your daughters and horses, it's hard having intercourse over four sets of corsets), and I couldn't help but notice ain't no one having an issue when a man sings about sex, but damn all hell breaks loose when a women flexes her sexual freedom.
I had never heard of Chappell before, but I love her! I've already shared her music with my bestie. Thanks for sharing, and your writing is beautiful. I am here in Portugal (with no pool) and I agree. August is a mood, and I kind of love it.
I love her from top to bottom, but am currently obsessed with her music video for California. Next time you need to cry, try this one: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GcXlN7meclE
Thank you for the links to Chappell's videos! Hot To Go is everywhere and I was tired of it. I appreciate a chance to dive a bit deeper into her catalog.
I too have fallen blissfully into the lull of a Portuguese August. I manage to accidentally achieve what I can rarely muster on purpose when I try to meditate; in August, I become naturally thought-less. When a nubbin of a thought begins to form in my wilted brain, it seems to evaporate in an instant. I might languidly contemplate the danger of the doldrums becoming a permanent state of mind, but my response is generally "Meh."
Robyn's brother "scolded" her for listening to Chappell Roan in the car with all the children (including his 9 year old daughter). Later we listened to "Wild Thing" from the 80s or 90s and some of Hamilton (put away your daughters and horses, it's hard having intercourse over four sets of corsets), and I couldn't help but notice ain't no one having an issue when a man sings about sex, but damn all hell breaks loose when a women flexes her sexual freedom.
Yep. As it ever was.
I had never heard of Chappell before, but I love her! I've already shared her music with my bestie. Thanks for sharing, and your writing is beautiful. I am here in Portugal (with no pool) and I agree. August is a mood, and I kind of love it.
So glad I could convert you to the Chappell religion!
I just practiced the Hot To Go dance myself!! Just earlier today. I am so rabbit-holed on her.
H-O-T-T-O-G-O, bitches!!!!!!
I love her from top to bottom, but am currently obsessed with her music video for California. Next time you need to cry, try this one: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GcXlN7meclE
It's impossible to not shed a tear while listening to California. She's so good.
Right? That one hits me down deep.
Never have I ever associated doldrums with lazing in a luscious pool, but I shall now, forevermore. Water is almost always the cure.
Thanks for the inspiration to enjoy the doldrums.
The best sentence: "To be a European in August." Spot on.
Thank you for the links to Chappell's videos! Hot To Go is everywhere and I was tired of it. I appreciate a chance to dive a bit deeper into her catalog.
I am now officially a Chappell Roan fan, LaDonna! Thanks for the recommendation!
I too have fallen blissfully into the lull of a Portuguese August. I manage to accidentally achieve what I can rarely muster on purpose when I try to meditate; in August, I become naturally thought-less. When a nubbin of a thought begins to form in my wilted brain, it seems to evaporate in an instant. I might languidly contemplate the danger of the doldrums becoming a permanent state of mind, but my response is generally "Meh."