Tove Styrke, "Even If I'm Loud It Doesn't Mean I'm Talking to You"
Should you find yourself at some point today overcome by torpor, perhaps due to climatic conditions in your area or simply the prevalence of complaints concerning climatic conditions on social media, this song may provide a brief burst of energy before the fatigue inevitably takes hold once more. Yes, it’s going to be hot. The sun will scorch your pasty skin and lethargy will lay its heavy hand upon your sweaty shoulders as it implores you to join it on the couch. But consider: We are barely past June’s midpoint here, people. Don’t waste all your whining just yet; think of how disappointed you’ll be with yourself come August when folks are spontaneously combusting in the streets and Twitter is full of photos showing New Yorkers literally melting onto the sidewalks below their feet. And gentlemen? Please don’t even think of asking me if you can wear little-boy pants just yet. STILL JUNE. Wait, where was I? It’s like I have forgotten how to do this already. Oh, right. This song is pretty catchy. I tapped my feet at least, and, really, on a day like today, you can’t hope for all that much more. I mean, you can hope, but I think we both know how that usually works out. Anyway, enjoy. [Via]