Oh, the melodramatic musings of nighttime rendezvous and citrusy despair! š In "Night Song," Julia Holter takes us on a moonlit stroll through emotions as complex as a Rubik's Cube at midnight. Here, our protagonist waits in eager anticipation, sporting their beloved's favorite threads, only to dive into a sea of self-doubt and existential queries. Is there a hidden side to her paramour? The repeated pleas to "show me your second face" suggest a yearning for deeper connection or perhaps an understanding of a more mysterious, perhaps darker aspect of their personality. And amidst all this emotional spelunking, why not toss in a box of oranges for good measureābecause nothing says 'existential crisis' like sticky syrup and the scent of citrus seeking out seasons past. Itās love with a twist of lemonāor orange! š
