THE SUPER EDIT: 06/18 + 06/25


a bite-size run-down of the best stuff of the week.


Buckle up, people. This is gonna be a long one. 

1. Gabriella Cohen

Hailing from lovely Melbourne, Australia, Gabriella Cohen has been churning out endlessly listenable, retro-leaning, garage-pop for a few years now, but it was her most recent release—a demo version of the doo-wop flavored "I'm Miserable Baby"—that first introduced me to her. 

One listen and you'll fall in love. Every song on Full Disclosure and No Details—which was smashed out in 10 days by the way—is a winner. "Sever The Walls" and "I Don't Feel So Alive" are my particular favorites, and look how cool her videos are!

2. Bob Seger Now On Streaming Services



That's right. You can now listen to "Night Moves" as much as your heart desires. Or reenact Tom Cruise's pants-less dance party from Risky Business with "Old Time Rock & Roll." Or cry your damn eyes out to "Beautiful Loser," like I'll probably be doing. Or play air bass in your mirror to "Hollywood Nights."

If you don't know what the hell I'm talking about, acquaint yourself. He's a legend of heartland rock. And man-bangs.


3. Moms Before They Were Moms

I know it was Father's Day not too long ago, but this NY Times article about remembering your mom was actually a person—a full human being—before you ever came along, really made an impression on me this week. It's so easy to dehumanize our selfless mothers, and so hard to remember that our moms have their own hopes and dreams, they're own trials, their own journeys through life. Surprise! Their lives aren't all about you all the damn time! Completely non-music-related, but something I wanted to share. 


Here's a photo of my own mom, serving you some Brady Bunch, ''Sure,  Jan'' realness. 

The photos women sent me offer a key to how we, as daughters, want to perceive young womanhood. Pluck, sex appeal, power, kindness, persistence: We admire and celebrate these characteristics, and we long for the past versions of our moms to embody them. But if these characteristics are a prerequisite for a properly executed womanhood, does becoming a mother divest a woman of such qualities? In studying these photos, and each daughter’s interpretation of them, I’ve come to wonder what traits we allow our mothers to have, and which ones we view as temporary, expiring with age and the beginning of motherhood. Can a woman be both sexual and maternal, daring and responsible, innocent and wise? Mothers are either held up as paragons of selflessness, or they’re discounted and parodied. We often don’t see them in all their complexity.

4. Noisey's British Masters : Liam Gallagher

As part of their on-going British Masters series, Noisey has finally reached the Holy Grail. 

He starts right off the bat by saying he's better than John Lydon,  Johnny Marr, and Jimmy Page—"Better than them. Without a doubt." That's his answer to THE FIRST QUESTION! He goes on to talk about his psoriasis being mistaken for cocaine, he recites the "sass-rap" he and his classmates made up about his teacher, and tells stories with such pizazz that I wish this was 10-times longer. A must-watch. He's fucking hilarious. 

5. "Love Galore" and "Drew Barrymore" by SZA

SZA hit the scene in a big way this week with her much-anticipated debut, Ctrl. Two tracks—gorgeous R&B songs that articulate the particular woes of modern dating better than anything else I can remember hearing—immediately caught my attention.

"Why you bother me when you know you don't want me," she sings on "Love Galore," an exact thought I've had multiple times myself. "Drew Barrymore" packs an even harder punch of truth: "It's hard enough you got to treat me like this/lonely enough to let you treat me like this," she sings. Damn. I feel that.

One of the most powerful things about music is that moment where you hear someone, a total stranger, articulate something that you've held deep inside; that realization of, "Someone else feels like that, too?!" is complete magic. Take a listen and wallow in the mire of "dating," "hooking up," "hanging out," or whatever the hell else you want to call it. 

6. This Vince Staples Interview


In an interview titled "Vince Staples Is The Least Corny Man in America," the Long Beach rapper and all-around smart dude takes on "art," rap culture, and even "Why did the chicken cross the road?". He has an effortless genius in the way he talks about things that makes him the interview everyone is trying to get, and for good reason.

An excerpt: 

There’s a difference between a legacy artist and a currently working artist, for the most part. I look at an album like an art exhibit, it’s like a solo show. You have different works that you’ve created, song one through song 12 is like painting one through painting 12, sculpture one through sculpture 12, whatever the fuck you want to call it, right? And then you present them all, you put them on the wall, and people gawk at it. That’s the point of an art show.

Now, when you see art on the wall, it’s [coming with] two to three things at the most. It has an artist’s name, the name of the piece, when it was created. If they dead, it has when they were born and when they died. Some things have explanation. Most things don’t.

So my question would be: Why, in music, is there a need for the artist to explain? I don’t know the answer to those questions; when you walk up to a canvas, you just start painting. You might have a general idea of the colors, of the composition, but certain things come as the process goes.
— VS

7. The Baby Driver Soundtrack

I'm automatically interested in any film that utilizes music as a major plot device, but oftentimes one listen to the soundtrack will put me off of ever wanting to see it. The Baby Driver soundtrack makes me want to see the movie even more than I already did, due to the impressive amount of obscure, non-traditional choices—a hallmark of director Edgar Wright who always puts an emphasis on good music in films like Scott Pilgrim Vs. the World and Hot Fuzz. Listen to the soundtrack below, and check out the trailer for the movie. 


8. Bedouine by Bedouine


My choice for album of the week, unsurprisingly, goes to Bedouine by Bedouine. I fell in love with the LA-dwelling singer-songwriter the first time I heard "Dusty Eyes," and have been eagerly awaiting her self-titled debut ever since. She didn't disappoint, serving up 10 tracks of folky, poetic goodness. Beautifully produced by Matthew E. White with the full Spacebomb treatment, it's the perfect soundtrack for a quiet afternoon at home...but also the perfect soundtrack for anything.

Favorite Tracks: "One Of These Days," "Solitary Daughter," and "Heart Take Flight"

Madison Desler