Delia Rose

The Genre Jump: For when you don’t want to be alone on that long country road The sound of a banjo is comforting. Its twang rings in my ears as I sit in a sticky theater seat. The smell of popcorn (which I hate) and my dad’s fidgeting don’t bother me anymore. I’m somewhere else right now. Somewhere over the rainbow. Kermit the Frog is on the screen. I’m seven years old.

Delia Rose · Follow 9 min read · -- Dramatic, ornamental frames hang on a velvety gallery wall featuring some faces of Baroque Pop (left to right: Nick Drake, The Moody Blues, Andrew Bird, Kate Bush, and Belle and Sebastian) It’s a classic story. Your thumb is sore for how long you’ve scrolled through Spotify, shuffling over and over until the itch in your brain is scratched. “On Repeat” has grown repetitive. “Discover Weekly” seems unappealing.