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Monthly Mixtape: Everything Old is New Again

Monthly Mixtape: Everything Old Is New Again

Aaaaaaaand it’s 2018. How? HOW! h o w. I’m actually quite eager for the new year, unlike grumpy mcfuss pants. ^ I don’t MIND January. Kind of like it, truthfully. It’s that one month of the year where goals and motivation and fresh starts are bouncing around the cerebral walls like teenage butterflies on Taylor […]

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Monthly Mixtape: Bangin’, Swingin’, Moodin’, Flappin’, Jazzin’ Airwaves of Yesteryear

Monthly Mixtape: Music from the 1920s-1940s.

It’s HERE. It’shereit’shereit’shere! (that was hard to type.) THEEE mixtape that I’ve been obnoxiously eager to make you for sosososo long. Just don’t ask me what took so long. Actually, I totally know what took so long. It’s the season. The FEEL. All summer I wanted to give you happy mixes with carefree vibes, blah […]

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Monthly Mixtape: Powder Room and Power Chord

Monthly Mixtape: Powder Room and Power Chord

AUGUST. I mean, August! I mean, August. I mean, AUGUST. I’ve been wanting to make you this mixtape foreeeeeverrrrr. (Sandlot style) And I find it rather appropriate that I’m sharing it on the heels of a refreshing, inspiring, spirit (and spirits) lifting weekend with a solid group of besties. (minus two sorely-missed faces.) I also […]

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Monthly Mixtape: Tan Lines and Canned Wine

Patriotic Gremlins

O BEAUUUUUTIFUL FOR SPAAAACIOUS SKIES, FOR AMBER WAVES OF GRAAAAAI- oh. Guess what. GUESS. WHAT. Today marks two whole years of making you monthly mixtapes! TWO YEARS. Can you believe that? That means 24 playlists. Plus today’s mix which makes 25! (I’m good at math.) I’m going to keep this super short, because I know […]

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Monthly Mixtape: Hear the Rainbow

Monthly Mixtape : Hear the Rainbow

Is it just Kansas City, or is it a non-stop Niagara soak sitch for you, too? Not that I’m complaining! I L O V E rain. Sosososososomuch. Love it like something psycho. But. It’s starting to cramp my steeeez, man. And my kids’ steezes. And my house painters’ steezes. And my sandal’s steezes. And I’ll […]

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