{"id":1968,"date":"2020-12-29T07:00:00","date_gmt":"2020-12-29T15:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/5fdbb98fc0f2a25722789123"},"modified":"2020-12-29T07:00:00","modified_gmt":"2020-12-29T15:00:00","slug":"the-pitchfork-staff-on-their-unique-solitary-year-in-listening","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/authoritydaily.com\/the-pitchfork-staff-on-their-unique-solitary-year-in-listening\/","title":{"rendered":"The Pitchfork Staff on Their Unique, Solitary Year in Listening"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Mankaprr Conteh<\/strong>: I feel lucky to have fallen in love in the throes of the pandemic. While my now-boyfriend and I were long-distance-dating this spring, we held our own Verzuz-style battles over FaceTime. Rather than choosing a single artist to face off, we lobbed 2000s R&B and hip-hop favorites back and forth. I played Chingy on my phone, propping it near my laptop for somewhat decent acoustics. He responded with Dem Franchize Boyz. We danced and drank; we were the DJs and the hype-men. We both come from families of West African immigrants, so one night, we celebrated the Afropop we love, trading tracks by artists like Rema and Maleek Berry. I unequivocally won the battles, and so much more.<\/p>\n

Vrinda Jagota<\/strong>: Nothing fuels my main character complex more than being two drinks in on a dancefloor. In reality, I\u2019m constantly scanning the room for the best dancer and replicating their moves. But in my mind, I\u2019m early 2000s Britney Spears ready to shoot a one-take music video. Alas, the closest I got to communally dancing this year was half-shuffling to Zedd songs in the grocery store while trying to determine the difference between scallions and green onions. I spent most of my weekend nights cooking and dancing in my kitchen next to a window that turned reflective as it got dark outside. I\u2019ve always kind of known I\u2019m not actually a good dancer but was really confronted with this reality after catching a few awkward glimpses of myself in that window. So I spent many hours this year playing Chloe x Halle\u2019s \u201cUngodly Hour,\u201d<\/strong> occasionally stirring a mediocre soup, and trying to figure out which tween\u2019s TikTok moves I could feasibly replicate. Almost all of them looked bad but soundtracked by such a perfectly confident song, it\u2019s hard not to momentarily feel like the main character, even if you\u2019re all alone in your apartment.<\/p>\n

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