Wednesday, April 21, 2021

I write songs for the people who do jobs in the towns that I'd never move to.

Bo Burnham: Make Happy – 4.5/5

There is an underlying current of self-hatred throughout this thing that I adore. It exists in this wonderful middle place of knowing how to please others but not knowing how to please yourself. It is a desire for an audience tackling the need for an audience at all. It is being so lost in the liminal space that you don't know whether you're coming or going. It is pleasing and pandering and painful as you see someone so elegantly unwind themself; and like a magic trick, you barely realize what's happening until it's done. Ultimately – if you're constantly wondering and worried about how to make someone else happy, then you'll only become what they want from you, and the only cost is yourself. 

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