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Sold Date:
December 21, 2023
Start Date:
October 26, 2023
Final Price:
$31.99
(USD)
Seller Feedback:
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Listening to Penelope Scott's music is like sitting aboard a deranged theme park ride, twisting and turning through caves of Gen Z malaise and satire. This college-student-turned-TikTok-sensation writes songs that contain the absurd humor of meme culture, an acute awareness that virtually every institution is broken, and the frankness of someone earnestly trying to wrestle with their demons. They're cathartic, thought-provoking, and laugh-out-loud funny, and the artist behind them is far more interested in capturing specific feelings than abiding by the confines of genre.
Listening to Penelope Scott's music is like sitting aboard a deranged theme park ride, twisting and turning through caves of Gen Z malaise and satire. This college-student-turned-TikTok-sensation writes songs that contain the absurd humor of meme culture, an acute awareness that virtually every institution is broken, and the frankness of someone earnestly trying to wrestle with their demons. They're cathartic, thought-provoking, and laugh-out-loud funny, and the artist behind them is far more interested in capturing specific feelings than abiding by the confines of genre.