Today’s Vibe: If You’re Not Afraid, I’m Not Afraid

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You say you want your summer to ride out on a wave of brave glory. You say you want to rattle off the great spiritual funk of 2019 with the push and grace of a dog who’s getting a bath and, for once, loving it. You say you’d just love to raise your lighter in the air again, even if it’s just in the privacy of your own home, if only you had something to raise it to.

To you, we suggest the brand new album by Philly’s own Queen Of Jeans. It’s called If You’re Not Afraid, I’m Not Afraid.

It totally gets you.


  • “I started writing this song in the apex of summer trying to kind of reign in a lot of things that I was thinking about the summer and seasons in general. Not only universalisms but how my very specific life has come to inform them for me. As an artist who works service jobs in Philly, the summer is slow, slower than slow, in a way that breeds an anxiousness about getting by as I slog through the humidity, jumping in city fountains mid-journey while the oversize statues in the center look through me stonedly. There is a simultaneous freeness and tenseness here, migrations both inward and outward into the heart of the beast.

    It’s about smells that are smellier, bike rides that are sweatier, and time that seems heavier. Childhood nostalgia can reign supreme. Were the cicadas louder then or was I just smaller, or was my hearing better and less ringing? Can I ever recapture that feeling of pure electricity of swimming with boys I liked in public pools as a teenager? How can I return to that feeling that comes in pretended sleep when you feel your parent picking you up and carrying you into the house after a long drive back from the lake? There is so much to remember. But also so much to do and so much we are moving away from or towards.

    The summer sun was a burning force. Alot of light also means a lot of dust. All becomes the color of rust about this time but not before exploding into fire and then rolling closer towards the winter. What are you leaving? What have you decided? Where have you arrived? Where are you going? As also, can I come with you? I have a song we can put on the mix for that trip :)

    Enjoy this epic song, it’s our longest yet, with a built in seasonal sonic shift ending that perhaps you should lie down for?

    Best, Birdie

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