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America? America.

An email hit my inbox earlier this week saying my annual website subscription is getting renewed next month, and you know what that means? Iz FM is coming up on two years old. What started as a weird obsession with Tory Lanez’s Alone at Prom has led me down one odd road. We’ve jumped from…
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Much More than a Little River Band

Happy first true Sunday scaries of senior year! What better way to celebrate this moment and procrastinate my three 20-minute assignments than to hop on here and write away. It all started two weeks ago when I set my eyes on the piles of CDs in my parents’ basement. What a spectacular way to appreciate…
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Definitely Something I Needed

Well, my towel has been thrown in. My white flag is waving. I’m done for. flipturn you’ve done it. I’d say I’m headed on week 4 of listening to pretty much only flipturn. Maybe I’ve added in the occasional Leon Bridges or George Harrison, but please just take one look at my current playlist and…
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a summer of flipping n turning

Ask and you shall receive. With an inbox full of pleads for the next post, I’ve finally decided to give in. I mocked up a post for last month, but unfortunately it sucked, and I really couldn’t have any press like that associated with my image. So instead… happy mid-July! Turns out moving to another…
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Until Next Time, Benito

All good things must come to an end, or something like that. Currently posted up, criss-cross-apple-sauce, in the Madrid terminal getting ready for my flight back to the States. The best way I could think of paying homage to the past five months is through song. Not my song, of course, but Bad Bunny’s. After…
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Gunna and his Dollas and Quartas

It’s as easy as remembering how to ride a bike. It’s as carefree as falling back into old friendships when you’re home for Thanksgiving. It’s as spectacular of an experience as eating a Five Guys’ cheeseburger. It is Gunna WUNNA. No matter how much time passes, I will always hear a fleeting “It’s easy to…
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Making and Breaking Promises with Naked Eyes

One fateful day (about a month ago), Spotify recommended “When the Lights Go out” by Naked Eyes. Recognizing the album cover as the house of one of my favorite songs, aka “Promises, Promises,” I let the song play. Thank god for this act of mercy. Pete Byrne, on the vocals, and Rob Fisher, on the…
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$ome Mid $ongs 4 U

So Drake dropped on Valentine’s Day and titled the album “$ome $exy $ongs 4 U.” Literally haven’t heard anything more Drake than that in a while. After a year of pointless drama with Kendrick that earned both of them too much money and Kendrick an unnecessary few Grammy’s, I’m glad Drake decided to turn the…
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The Hills that Filled My Heart

A few too many hours until my flight home. A few too many euros spent on cappuccinos and croissants. A few too many miles walked in the cold to pass the time. So naturally, I have landed here in this coffee shop, warming up and writing about an amazing soundtrack. I could’ve written about Lorde,…
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No Drama with Melodrama

Lorde has been a name ingrained in my brain since fourth grade soccer carpools. Then, classics like “Royals,” “Team,” and other hits from Pure Heroine saturated radio stations like Kiss FM and Hits 1. God what a time. It was much easier to listen to music then because I couldn’t afford to be so picky.…