![]() You know that feeling when someone you like takes time to make you a playlist? Yea, Spotify is made for that. Lip returns to college and is granted a retest. Understandably, Samantha is furious but eventually warms up to the idea of having a father. Samantha tells Frank that she isn't a viable donor and he accidentally reveals that he's her father. Debbie's sexual advances are once again rebuffed by her boyfriend, and after trying to have sex with another boy closer to her own age, she realizes that she isn't ready to lose her virginity. #Phantogram black out days how to#She eventually admits to Veronica that she doesn't know how to have a functional relationship. ![]() Fiona once again succumbs to Robbie's seductive nature and the pair are almost caught by Mike. On a visit home Lip and Mandy reignite their former flame that eventually ends in a fight. When he is denied the opportunity to take one of his midterms, Lip goes on a destructive rampage and flees the campus. His efforts prove unsuccessful when the women are replaced within a matter of hours. Mickey, who is angered by how little his wife is being paid, tells her and all the other prostitutes not to work until they are paid more by their employer. After a failed attempt he enlists the help of Carl who successfully breaks his leg. But it’s nice, for once, on this remix to see that the swirling storm of sadness, madness and loneliness settled on new life somewhere down the road.Frank discovers that the transplant he needs will cost him $150,000 and sets out to injure himself for a large insurance payout. That uncertainty, that lack of a promise is my favorite thing about Phantogram’s music: things don’t always have to portend a solution as long as something–anything–is in motion. I remember listening to them last year and imagining my hands bleeding from the pressure of all my emotions squashed, of careening into that healing darkness that the best Phantogram songs send you to, but never quite give you the signal that it’s going to be all right. It’s interesting to me that here Future Islands mute what is arguably the most potent lyrical outcry (and one of my favorite sets of all of last year): You land back in those beds, and you look those lovers in the eyes dispassionately. ![]() Voices, the many voices you hear, just a reason to disassociate.īut eventually, like the Future Islands remix, you slow down and linger. And I can float for what feels like forever like an apparition above the legacies of bedrooms that brought me here, caressing with hands of soft spite my lovers, the fiends. First, like the original track, I’m an angry observer far above my body, succumbing to the blackout days that the intimate presence of others bring. ![]() Weeks and even months of many years of my life, as trauma trickled down the veins of my brain, I’ve bandaged myself into this bubble of sadness, madness, loneliness. It’s not something a lot of people get but it’s my primary mode of dealing with the world. Not damaging or diminishing, this kind of loneliness might even be what I’d call reparative: by distancing myself, by banishing my mind, I heal. “Blackout Days” is, at its core, about loneliness. ![]()
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