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Is that beep beep beep of the Dump Truck still fresh in your head? Still got pieces of a decidedly douchey ex still stuck in your teeth and looking for a bone to pick with? Well search no longer and open this sweepstakes because you’ve won an all inclusive trip for the forlorn and unexpectedly single- a pop therapeutic musical safari!!
This is the second installment of the Pop Therapy series, and apparently the shoe is now on the other foot. If you’re lucky, like I sometimes am, and find yourself wearing a pair of those Karl Lagerfelds and needed an excuse for just one last dance down memory lane kicking up your heels the entire way (bang bang!!), well here’s a soundtrack to set your interpretive dance routine to.
For this self healing journey I unprofessionally recommend bringing your favorite hairbrush to sing and scream into. Let the emotions rise up like an embittered sour dough and then when you’re all worked up and a hot hot mess, enjoy being able to give a toast to the memories. And that’s it. Just the memories because if you and the significant other broke up it was because the relationship was broken to begin with. Read the rest of this entry »
Friendship has always been a beautiful mystery to me. Just last night, Ian and I were eating chocolate chip cookies while google-stalking hottie biscottis with “safe search” turned off. It was a nice moment of solidarity. Ian and I also like to spend time constructing narratives of what one another’s descent into madness would look like. Today, I logged on to Teletypewriter to see that Ian posted a nice entry on pop and breakups and, upon first glance, that warm solidarity quickly took a back seat to a rabid sibling-like competitive rivalry: I must outdo his mix with my own mix of superior quality. Ah, friendship. Read the rest of this entry »
or, Super Awesome I Hate You
Breaking up is never easy, it’s one of the last things in my adult life I have yet to stop being bad at. I’m pretty great at everything else except for break ups. So to connect with everyone else out there who is overcome by awkwardness, can’t ever find the right words, is ashamed by their spinelessness, I’ve provided a proactive form of encouragement when it comes to breaking up. A sort of group audio Txs exercise. I give you the following opportunity to own your very own Teletypewriter exclusive; a mixed c.d. assembled by myself. This pop-audio journey has been hand selected to encourage both dancing and hopefully the carefree disposal of a destructive relationship. Read the rest of this entry »
