Frankie Rose – Interstellar

You know that hungry feeling where you know you’re hungry but you don’t know what for? You could get a burrito, a slice of pizza, or dive head first into a salad but nothing sounds appetizing? So you decide to suck it up and make some toast with nutella and convince yourself you’re satisfied – “There! That toast did the trick,” you say as you walk away from your dirty plate rolling your eyes ’cause you know you’ll be hungry in an hours time and your indecision will come back with a vengeance. I often feel the same way when it comes to what music I want to listen to. I scroll through my library aimlessly judging each artist and often end up landing on some song I’ve listened to a thousand times like a Rihanna’s “What’s My Name?” I play it, lip-sync, maaaybe make a photobooth video to it, but at the end of the 3 minutes or so I’m left wondering what’s next? Do I listen to more Rihanna? Shamelessly yes, but I know that there are tracks stashed in my obscenely large library that will fill me up more than some pop tune.

Former Vivian Girls member, Frankie Rose, released this track early this year off her EP of the same title. Admittedly, I wasn’t a huge fan of her older work but this track changed my opinion on her. Since going solo, Rose seems to be on a quest for some sort of spiritual enlightenment. The track’s beginning sounds like we’re floating in some glittery abyss: little chimes and synths echo and melt together. Rose’s ethereal voice welcomes us to this place known as the interstellar highway where moon-dust apparently pours out of us. With a burst of light, the drums kick in and we’re moving on through space with Rose guiding us with each “ah-ah-ah.”

Earthless, guilty in five million parts now

I have left you

Weightless free from predictable ways my

Feet had touched the ground”

There’s a theme of earthly abandonment in this song. Wherever this highway Rose is taking us on is unlike the predictable ones we’ve grown accustom to. I listen to this and I feel weightless. There’s a part of me that has a huge soft-spot for tracks that take me out of my body and into some limbo space: where the sounds I’m hearing match the colors behind my eyelids when I close them. Rose’s solo celestial progression is working its magic. Put on some headphones, turn up your speakers, close your eyes and simply listen for a solid 3 and a half minutes – you’ll end the song full, satisfied, and hungry for more.

Frankie Rose – Interstellar