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bringinbackpod · 4 years ago

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Interview with Mae Muller

Together with American Songwriter, we had the pleasure of interviewing Mae Muller over Zoom video!

North London singer/songwriter Mae Muller recently released the video for her new single “dependent.” Directed by Sophia Ray (Lily Allen,Ty Dolla $ign, Amber Mark) the video details the conundrums of falling in love.

Speaking about the video, Mae said “This is one of my favourite videos I’ve ever done, and I loved collaborating with the super talented Sophia Ray and the team that brought the concept of the song to life. The looks, the dancers, everything is ON POINT! I really wanted to do this song justice with a stunning video and feel like we’ve really achieved that.” The addictive opening track to Mae’s debut EP no one else, not even you, “dependent” offers a rarely-glimpsed look at the tension between the thrill of new love and the fear of losing your sense of self. Out now via Capitol Records, the eight-track EP showcases the fearlessly honest yet irresistibly fun songwriting that’s hailed Mae as “a clear pop sensation in the making” by Wonderland and the “new queen” by NYLON.

“I wrote that song at the start of a relationship, when I could feel myself falling in love and got really scared,” says Mae, who co-wrote “dependent” with Henrik Michelsen of the Norwegian duo Electric. “That’s what always happens when I start to fall for someone: instead of going with the flow and just enjoying myself, I start to panic a bit because of the power you have to give up. This song is me being totally honest about not wanting to become dependent on someone, because my independence is so important to me.”

Made with producers/co-writers like Rick Nowels (Madonna, Lana Del Rey), Jimmy Napes (Sam Smith, Alicia Keys), Skyler Stonestreet (Ariana Grande, Dua Lipa), and Kenny Beats (FKA twigs, Ed Sheeran), no one else, not even you brings Mae’s raw vulnerability to an immaculately composed but unpredictable brand of pop music. In a nod to the newfound self-confidence she felt in creating the EP, its title serves as an adamant refusal to let anyone undermine her artistry. “I’ve had a lot of people make comments like, ‘Your exes must hate you,’ or sometimes an ex will reach out and tell me, ‘I know this song’s about me,’” says Mae. “But all my songs are my story — they’re my way of expressing who I am and how I feel, and no one else can take credit for them.”

Along with “dependent,” no one else, not even you features Mae’s previously released singles “HFBD” and “so annoying.” To date, the 23-year-old artist has amassed over 100 million streams globally, with her songs featured on Spotify’s New Music Friday and Apple Music’s A-List Pop, In My Room, Future Hits, and more. She’s also stormed her way through the live world, selling out a 2020 headline tour of the U.K. and earning an adoring worldwide following who’ve come to rely on her uncompromising self-expression.

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incorrect-eurovision-quotes · 4 months ago

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Mae:You're pathetic!

Dilja:You're pathetic-er!

Bojan:You're both losers.

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eurovision-facts · 2 years ago

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Eurovision Fact #322:

Roughly 76 percent of the 2023 contest's songs are either entirely or partly in English. That's a roughly 6 percent decrease from the 2022 contest, which saw 80 percent of its songs in English either entirely or partly.

In 2023, the only nations not singing in English are Albania, Croatia, Finland, France, Italy, Moldova, Portugal, Slovenia, and Spain.

In 2022, the nations not singing in English were France, Iceland, Italy, Lithuania, Netherlands, Serbia, Slovenia, and Ukraine.

[Sources]

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Albina & Familja Kelmendi, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Brunette, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023 Voyager:, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Teya & Salena, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: TuralTuranX, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Gustaph, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Let 3, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Andrew Lambrou, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Vesna, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Reiley, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Alika, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Käärijä, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: La Zarra, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Iru, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Lord of the Lost, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Victor Vernicos, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Diljá, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Wild Youth, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Noa Kirel, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Marco Mengoni, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Sudden Lights, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Monika Linkytė, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: The Busker, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Pasha Parfeni, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Mia Nicolai & Dion Cooper, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Alessandra, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Blanka, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Mimicat, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Theodor Andrei, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Piqued Jacks, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Luke Black, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Joker Out, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Blanca Paloma, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Loreen, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Remo Forrer, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: TVORCHI, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Liverpool 2023: Mae Muller, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Ronela Hajati, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Rosa Linn, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Sheldon Riley, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: LUM!X feat. Pia Maria, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Nadir Rustamli, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Jérémie Makiese, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Intelligent Music Project, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Mia Dimšić, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Andromache, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: We Are Domi, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: REDDI, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Stefan, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: The Rasmus, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Alvan & Ahez, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Circus Mircus, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Malik Harris, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Amanda Georgiadi Tenfjord, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Systur, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Brooke, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Michael Ben David, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Mahmood & BLANCO, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Citi Zēni, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Monika Liu, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Emma Muscat, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Zdob şi Zdub & Advahov Brothers, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Vladana, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: S10, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Andrea, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Subwoolfer, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Ochman, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: MARO, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: WRS, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Achille Lauro, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Konstrakta, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: LPS, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Chanel, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Cornelia Jakobs, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Marius Bear, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Kalush Orchestra, Eurovision.tv.

Participants of Turin 2022: Sam Ryder, Eurovision.tv.

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gloieee · 7 years ago

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Me, Ms. Melting 20 Something

This is the longest stretch I’ve gone without writing since I started this blog. This applies to both public posts and writing personally. Perhaps it has something to do with losing all my writings and musings from before. I always would look to those to be reminded of how to feel, especially in moments like these when I feel as though I’ve lost how to reflect and feel things in that way. It definitely has everything to do with how busy I’ve been, and how I’ve become utterly drowned in real life logistics, that are far from glamorous to write about. I’ve been so utterly wrapped up and consumed by these very real issues, to a point of nerve wrecking anxiety at times, that it is exhausting to even enumerate them in writing. Even to reflect on them, however from a different perspective, brings quite literally a heavy pressure on my chest, although without any of the romance or sentimental moodiness of Eels- The Longing (an old favorite of mine, and one of the songs that capture the more pivotal, desperate times in my young adulthood).

Words feel dull to me. I don’t seem to have the capacity, the 여유 (read “yeo-yu”; a Korean term that combine capacity with the idea of leisure) to search for the right expressions, the perfect word to capture how I’m feeling. But more than that, I feel so faded, like a perpetual fog has settled in my head, at least in this regard—in the aesthetic, expressive realm. Instead, I know multiple words that are cover letter worthy, several synonyms to sell my efficiency and proficiency and action verbs to describe experience.

Another reason I haven’t been able to write is because most of my posts are centered around the songs I’m into at the moment, and what they reflect about my overall vibes. The music I’ve been listening to have been pretty mundane and even embarrassingly basic, with muted emotions, without a cohesive theme. Looking through my slough of saved songs right now, it seems as though that is actually the theme of my life right now. Oddly so busy and overwhelmed but also bored and passive, because I know I don’t have the time or energy to explore or really reflect and find new sources of joy or creativity in my life. The lugubrious, slightly bored voice of SZA, detached but also all the more earnest because of the detachedness, in 20 Something, which has been the song I play first lately without even knowing whether I actively enjoy the track, perhaps accurately captures how I’ve been feeling.

Honesty hurts when you're gettin' older

How could it be? 20 something, all alone still Not a thing in my name Ain't got nothin', runnin' from love Only know fear That's me, Ms. 20 Something

Stuck in them 20 somethings, stuck in them 20 somethings Good luck on them 20 somethings, good luck on them 20 somethings But God bless these 20 somethings Prayin' the 20 somethings don't kill me, don't kill me

This song seems to capture the restlessness of being 20 something and feeling lost, stripped from the vague, romantic and sentimental, albeit deeply painful, somewhat aesthetic way of being lost (as I had, ironically, been in the last time I wrote a blogpost with its namesake). This song, so mundane, so general and relatable through its lack of specificity hits me at the core right now. I’m treading a specific combination of paths within a path that is utterly unique and terrifying but at the same time, still a composite of such stereotypical paths, the epitome of typical. I feel almost faceless --that’s me, Ms. 20 Something--no other name for myself. There are so so many frivolous obstacles that make this a such a tedious and laborious path and because no one has really attempted to do what I’m embarking on, I can’t seek any one person for advice, yet don’t feel recognized for what I’m going through, because it seems like just something everyone deals with. Although it’s terribly an exaggeration, I’ve been reflecting on the decisions I tend to make at my own expense, and I really have been feeling like my 20 somethings might kill me.

When I have too much to do, I am often paradoxically paralyzed because I am so overwhelmed and don’t know where to begin. That has been the epitome of my days since this winter break. Yet another random, perhaps slightly mediocre song I’m oddly stuck on Mae Muller- The Hoodie Song captures this lackluster, lazy sense of lethargy. I imagine Mae singing this with a wry smile on her face—her voice is muted but not entirely sad, lazy and available and hence vulnerable but also attempting to lure. I feel like this—just in my loose hoodie and home shorts, waiting endlessly for something that I’m lazily, yet akso somewhat desperately trying to lure, without enough energy or spirits to actively seek it out. Except I’m not waiting for da boy. But I’m definitely waiting for something to get here and I have been waiting endlessly and anxiously for most things lately —a response for room availabilities, subletters, first round interviews, second round interviews, rejection at revealing my visa status, acceptance, much belated visa documents etc. But it feels like at this point, I’m waiting the most for some energy and enthusiasm that I simply can’t seem to muster. I know that being in my oversized comfort clothes won’t help the situation, but I also can’t seem to get out of them myself before it gets here. Hence I’m stuck.

But I'm doing nothing today I'm wearing your hoodie all day And you can pick it up when you get here But I'm doing nothing today I'm wearing your boxers all day And you can take them off when you get here

When you get here When you get, when you get here, yeah When you get here So you should get here

I feel like this winter has oddly destroyed me with all the realities that I have had to suddenly face. They caught me so by surprise that despite the fact that they were actually comparatively very short-lived and I was able to resolve the situation quickly (which I am very very grateful for), I feel oddly so very worn out. I have been so incredibly lucky, and everything objectively worked out, but I scrambled so hard in the midst of it, and oddly, I feel like it has broken a little bit of me before I even began. Cigarettes After Sex-K. captures the vibe of how I felt over winter break so well. I listened to this song alone on the beach of Danang. Danang was still slightly in wet season, and the beaches that stretch for miles on end were empty and deserted, the waves so strong that there was permanently a red flag signaling unsafe waters in even in the well-manned private resort beaches. A strong wind and ominously thick, white-gray clouds hung low above the waves, leaving the sky as a rare sighting, even during sunny days. There is an ominous, melancholic, and painfully empty feel to Cigarettes After Sex, regardless of their lyrics, especially in this song.

I remember when I first noticed that you liked me back We were sitting down in a restaurant waiting for the check We had made love earlier that day with no strings attached But I could tell that something had changed how you looked at me then

This simple scene oddly captures how I feel now, despite the fact that it could not be more out of context. I feel like I was in something that was new and although laborious, somewhat fun and exciting, up until last semester, and I had/have succeeded in the first few steps of it, which could be analogous to getting to the point of “making love with no strings attached,” in the romantic sense. But oh so subtlely yet so noticeably, something has changed, which has made all the difference. It is the kind of difference that shows and is felt, and perhaps the worst kind of difference for my situation. No matter how often I listen to the song, my heart always falls when I hear that line: “But I could tell that something had changed how you looked at me then.” In these lyrics, it’s perhaps a positive change, but the utterly melancholic, hollow crooning voice and melody gives it an unshakeably ominous undercurrent. I can’t help but think that this is one of those utterly complex, ~millennial~ romances where catching feelings leads to unnecessarily prolonged heartbreak (so I’ve heard).

And I'm kissing you lying in my room Holding you until you fall asleep And it's just as good as I knew it would be Stay with me I don't want you to leave

Perhaps in the ultimate end for me too, it’ll truly be “just as good as I knew it would be,” but that seems so far off. And their voice is just so damn sad and empty that I can’t help but feel like they’re saying that everything is ostensibly fine and even “just as good as they thought” but still not good enough & still empty as fuck (again, weird millennial romance). But completely separate from millennial romance, in my own situation and goals, I can’t help but feel like even if it is good, there will obviously still be some incredibly precarious aspect to it—or else, why would I already be worrying about it leaving?

My absolutely favorite song these past few weeks has been one of those single gems in an unknown artist’s short discography, Cosmo Pyke- Social Sites. It again is somber and empty yet also incredibly funky and earnest, in a way that heightens its lugubriousness. As expected, it’s also about someone bumming around with a bitter aftertaste. He’s so acquiescent about his sadness, simply repeatedly saying there’s nothing to do and nothing to say about the situation, which is exactly how I feel at times. It’s a slimy day and I’m fading away. I spent so many days sitting alone in my empty kitchen, resplendent with a murky kind of light, sipping a latte feeling empty. This spliff may be “really nice”, but how nice can it be when I don’t even have a light?

There's nothing to do There's nothing to say This love's sweet like tooth decay

There's nothing to do It was as slimy day I lost my baby, now I'm fading away There's nothing ruthless, I just seem to be useless And truth gets something inside of the way I'm sitting alone, sipping a latte With heartache every single time I wake up

Why, does she cry? Cuz' these social sites This spliff is really nice, but I need a light I need a place to sink, my aura stinks And if you'd realize

I haven’t been sleeping well lately, in the sense that I have trouble falling asleep, sleep a lot when I eventually fall asleep, have vividly stressful dreams and always feel tired (although maybe am not with heartache every single time I wake up). There have oddly been many moments that I’ve stirred from sleep briefly to hear the voice of Sampha singing the following lyric while my long list of Spotify saved songs play on and on (Plastic 100°C):

It's so hot I've been melting out here I'm made out of plastic out here You touched down in the base of my fears Houston, can-can-can you hear?

I have felt quite distant from people lately, just being in such a different phase from so many people in my life. I feel in between so many stages--between adult and student, between independent yet so dependent. I’ve felt inexplicably lonely, to no fault of anyone’s. But it’s been even harder to express what it is I’m feeling, and it seems futile to express and communicate all the things that I’m juggling with that seem so impossible. I seem to feel the pressure even though many of the situations have in effect, resolved. I have really felt like I’ve been melting from the pressure, when I’m just made of plastic. A lot of what I’m going through have touched the base of my fears, and I def feel that sense of losing connection with Houston--I feel a little out of touch with my communities, with some of my own faculties and sense of self.

Usually I'd run home, and tuck the issue under Oh, sleeping with my worries, yeah I didn't really know what that lump was, my luck

I do feel like things are already starting to build up and I am a little worried that I have exhausted myself before I even begin.

But of course, melting isn’t always bad. Melting, at times, is blissfully happy (Kali Uchis- Melting), and comes in the very simplest things. Tiny fleeting things, like bargain grocery shopping, cleaning my dusty *new* room with a new vacuum, new but on-point hagen-daaz flavors of ice cream, and renewed faiths have made me very excited lately.

Melting like an ice cream when you smile Melting, you're a daydream Stay a while

I have to remember why I started all this in the first place. How I am so blessed to even have a shot. I have genuinely learned so much in this short process so far and have grown so thankful for completely unexpected aspects in my life. As Sampha says in a variation of the chorus:

You touched down in the base of my fears And that's when your beauty appears

Alongside feeling lost and overwhelmed in new territories, in some very crucial ways, my life is more stable and wonderful in ways it never has been before. There were times when I though I would never be able to live alone in the States, let alone, just alone. I haven’t felt so very secure in support in such a long time. And these are aspects I’ve yearned for deeply in the past; aspects that have wrecked and destroyed me beyond end for lack of them. Maybe behind the cynicism that has settled from exhaustion and seeming depletion, it will be as just as good as I knew it would be. Maybe Cigs wanting Kristen to stay, in their breathy voice, is not at all ominous but just a sweet and earnest, late night whisper. What I’ve learned (wistfully) over the past few tumultuous years is that there are rarely moments when you feel as though you have everything, on multiple fronts, of your life. You really do win some and you lose some, and there have always been pros and cons in every situation, lessons and blessings, even in the biggest mess of things I’ve found myself in.

Kristen, come right back I've been waiting for you to slip back in bed When you light the candle

I should focus on the loveliness of the things I do have in the moment. I have, right now, what I’ve waited for for so long. And perhaps if I wait again, I’ll finally have the light too, and it’ll be a lot more than just for my spliff.

2.5.2018

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