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Does anyone know if Kylie was actually there for the performance or if it’s wishful thinking?

What a greatly daunting, prophetic, harrowing opening track that Shush is.

Up there with Shattering Sea, BQ/Horses, New Age, Spark, and Bliss as one of her greatest openers for me.

‘Am I just a resentful observer,
Slinking from one penthouse to another,
In this open Serengeti,
Am I just meat?’

‘He calls me his Cassandra
He calls me his Cassandra, and says
“Cause no one will believe your prophecies”
He calls me his Cassandra
As he puffs
His cohiba behike’

Worldwide or strictly American?

But I thanked him?
Can you believe that, a sick, sick
Holding onto his picture, everyday

Only just realised that she wasn’t literally holding onto a physical photo everyday, and most likely means a mental image of ‘him’ à la active imagination… 🙈

What are some lyrical realisations you’ve had during your time with Tori?

Mobile user - does anyone else think it’s completely stupid that you can’t insert line breaks / edit the size of the text box outside of expanding/minimising it?

How do you interpret this song? I take it as her saying that she has transformed into someone that can no longer be tricked, but this transformation leaves her ‘dead’ to those who do not want to accept that she’s transformed - and that is a transformation into an actual mother figure that is still a sexual, giving, attentive and nurturing figure, just with a different fire.

‘She may be dead to you,
But her hips sway a natural
Kind of faith that could give,
Your lost heart a warm chapel,
You’ll sleep in her bell tower,
And you simply wake abnormally attracted to sin’

Did anyone else have no idea this video existed?

I’m currently in a situation where I’m having to live with my adoptive parents for the foreseeable future - I’ve just graduated and won’t be starting my next degree until late 2027.

As is the same for many of you, my AP’s do not really have a bone of empathy in their body - and if they do - then it is buried under mounds of their own trauma. Being back in this space has brought up a lot of childhood memories for me that I had otherwise forgotten about.

I remember they used to absolutely scream and shout and mock me if I cried for too long as a child (anywhere from 6-12years old maybe). I remember sometimes they’d lock me in the garden and I’d be screaming ‘I’m sorry’ for whatever I had been upset about, and they still wouldn’t let me in for a while after that.

I remember my adoptive-father would mock my crying back to me. My adoptive mother would leave me to cry for hours and then I would have to go and comfort her and apologise to her for crying. I remember one occasion I would not stop crying and my adoptive father, and my adoptive-half sisters all came into the room individually to try tell me that I’m upsetting my a-mum by crying too much.

No one ever comforted me - a CHILD.

As a part of my journey something I’ve come / coming to terms with is that I was allowed to be upset as a child - that I wasn’t evil or horrible or wrong for crying over childish things.

Deep inside I was probably crying out for my biological mother - and I wonder if deep down my adoptive mother knew that and that’s why she grew to quietly resent me.

I remember being called ‘evil’ and ‘venomous’ for being upset or if I ever stood my ground. I remember my a-dad saying ‘you’re an evil little boy’ and I screamed back ‘I know’ (I must’ve been around 10).

I know I’m not an evil person and that that’s all a reflection of them and not me - but all these years later I still cannot cry. It’s like I can’t pull the plug out of my tear ducts! And that sentiment of ‘evil’ still remains.

I’m in a support group and someone brought up the feeling that ‘hey yes I do deserve to take up space and for my existence to be acknowledged and that I do have a seat at the table’ and that’s been resonating with me recently.

I forgot how draining it is to be around adoptive-family. And I am a strong person and I have been through a lot mentally and physically that my adoptive family have no idea of.

I really live a double life between friends and family. My friends know everything and are great, responsive, emotionally intelligent people with a strong sense of self - everything my adoptive family lacked.

And again I imagine it’s the same with lots of people here - this is only the tip of the iceberg!!!!

Does anybody else think this would’ve made a great double A-side with Fast? Or even just as a b-side? It’s killer and I wonder if it was made in the same sessions as the rest of the album or solely for the deluxe

Does anyone have any performances of Girl from 1992/93? They’re a bit hard to find online as they’re overshadowed by her cornflake successor 🐰

Hi all,

Not sure if this is allowed but I wanted to share a university essay I wrote analysing the aspect of trans- identity in the show.

Transness is a key aspect of the show in terms of transgenderism and transcendence; the transcendence of dimensions, essence, the body, and sex as seen in Buck.

It’s quite theory-heavy, but there’s no denying that this is a clever fan base so I thought you guys would appreciate it! It’s around 2500 words / 12 minute read (according to substack).

Let me know what you think if you do get round to reading! 🕊️

Does anybody else feel disassociated from the moment they wake up?

Most days I get this immediate feeling that I’m in the wrong place and wrong body, that I’m already doing something ‘wrong’. It’s like a tremor deep inside my chest that leaves me feeling on guard for the rest of the day.

Even when waking from a nice dream I feel like I’m waking from a nightmare sometimes.

It is even worse when I am in my adoptive household.