Sabrina Imbler
๐ค SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
But girl, you make it hard to be faithful. During the guitar solo, I thrashed my head along, I spat gravel from my throat and sang not to the back of the room, but beyond it. The morning after, I'd wake up without a voice. We never learn if the singer gains the courage to go back to his ex, but it seems unlikely that he moves beyond his comfortable stasis.
But girl, you make it hard to be faithful. During the guitar solo, I thrashed my head along, I spat gravel from my throat and sang not to the back of the room, but beyond it. The morning after, I'd wake up without a voice. We never learn if the singer gains the courage to go back to his ex, but it seems unlikely that he moves beyond his comfortable stasis.
But girl, you make it hard to be faithful. During the guitar solo, I thrashed my head along, I spat gravel from my throat and sang not to the back of the room, but beyond it. The morning after, I'd wake up without a voice. We never learn if the singer gains the courage to go back to his ex, but it seems unlikely that he moves beyond his comfortable stasis.
The song ends with the same line that opens it.
The song ends with the same line that opens it.
The song ends with the same line that opens it.
As a middle schooler, I never questioned the idea that his ex's call came too late to act on. I was obsessed with the idea that my life had already foreclosed certain possibilities, such as becoming a figure skater or speaking Mandarin. Only when I got older would I learn that it is never really too late for anything. Humans, birds, and whales learn their songs over the course of their lives.
As a middle schooler, I never questioned the idea that his ex's call came too late to act on. I was obsessed with the idea that my life had already foreclosed certain possibilities, such as becoming a figure skater or speaking Mandarin. Only when I got older would I learn that it is never really too late for anything. Humans, birds, and whales learn their songs over the course of their lives.
As a middle schooler, I never questioned the idea that his ex's call came too late to act on. I was obsessed with the idea that my life had already foreclosed certain possibilities, such as becoming a figure skater or speaking Mandarin. Only when I got older would I learn that it is never really too late for anything. Humans, birds, and whales learn their songs over the course of their lives.
They practice, learn through mistakes, and even compose new songs together. But crickets, who live only a few months and hatch long after their parents' generation has perished, cannot learn their songs from elders. Rather, each species is born with its own signature song. The composition is genetically encoded and manifests in the specific ridges of the male's wings.
They practice, learn through mistakes, and even compose new songs together. But crickets, who live only a few months and hatch long after their parents' generation has perished, cannot learn their songs from elders. Rather, each species is born with its own signature song. The composition is genetically encoded and manifests in the specific ridges of the male's wings.
They practice, learn through mistakes, and even compose new songs together. But crickets, who live only a few months and hatch long after their parents' generation has perished, cannot learn their songs from elders. Rather, each species is born with its own signature song. The composition is genetically encoded and manifests in the specific ridges of the male's wings.
Even if a cricket is raised in total isolation, having never met another of its kind, he will know how to sing his own particular song. at least after a few raspy attempts. As soon as the cricket, known as the handsome trig, molts into an adult, he can rub one wing over another and emit his characteristic rattling trill. A cricket's song is a beacon of connection to his kind.
Even if a cricket is raised in total isolation, having never met another of its kind, he will know how to sing his own particular song. at least after a few raspy attempts. As soon as the cricket, known as the handsome trig, molts into an adult, he can rub one wing over another and emit his characteristic rattling trill. A cricket's song is a beacon of connection to his kind.
Even if a cricket is raised in total isolation, having never met another of its kind, he will know how to sing his own particular song. at least after a few raspy attempts. As soon as the cricket, known as the handsome trig, molts into an adult, he can rub one wing over another and emit his characteristic rattling trill. A cricket's song is a beacon of connection to his kind.
If it were ever lost, he may be doomed to wander alone in the reeds.
If it were ever lost, he may be doomed to wander alone in the reeds.
If it were ever lost, he may be doomed to wander alone in the reeds.
I know that he just totally is like, he just wakes up and he's like, I know my song.
I know that he just totally is like, he just wakes up and he's like, I know my song.