julia holter is my latest music obsession. she reminds me of a female version of john maus, but with more feminine, ethereal sounds and a dreaminess that reminds me of cotton candy and summer. in a way reminds me of how women are meant to convey that ephemeral lightness and prettiness. reminds me of sofia coppola movies or like, girls floating down rivers with long red or blonde hair, running though forests or laying in grass. lots of sunshine and lens flare.
listen to this song, and you'll understand why:
i bet if ophelia could listen to modern music while floating down the river out of desperation and aching, pining away love over a dude that doesn't deserve her, she would probably be listening to julia holter. poor girl.
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| Ophelia, John Everett Millais, 1851-52 |
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