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muswellhillbilly Love this song. It’s costello-esque bliss combined with upbeat and clean production. A fantastic standout on the album. Favorite track: Warhol/Warhola.
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This is the overture: over there, Andy’s mother, Julia Warhola, loses her first child, a
daughter. (Spoiler alert: “Daughter” will be the album closer.)

Over there: not here, where we build walls; not here, where “we act like nobody dies,” to quote Thao and the Get Down Stay Down. (Lyrics can teach you most everything about life.)

“We dream like we’re dreamers.” Pop remembers; it doesn’t forget; it’s crossing borders; it’s learning to sing by singing along; it’s deeper than we suspect and more superficial than we can ever hope to be; it’s the skin and the soul. (It knows you want to vanish but teaches you how to stay whole.)

While recording this in Greenpoint’s Pencil Factory, Ru handed me a book of poems from the 13th century--by Rumi: “The artist is a letter addressed to everyone. You open it. It says, ‘Live.’”

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Andy Warhol, born Warhola
Not yet a b-baller, not yet a shot-caller

White Iverson, can I be your friend?
1943: them factory kids in Pittsburgh be the death of me

We dream like we’re dreamers
Mom says a novena, we pray for the scenesters, the boys becomes teamsters

We dream like we’re dreamers
Refugees like we’re dreamers
They build a wall but don’t you know this world’s a hole through which we crawl

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Don’t you dare defer to me
The world’ll make a mess of me
A bullet never takes it back
A needle finds on a needle track

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Did we get it wrong? We got it all wrong
Leave the radio on, just leave the radio on

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I was never alone, never naked alone
I had the radio on, the radio on, the radio on

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Marilyn Monroe, where did your clothes go? Did we get it wrong?
I was never alone, never naked alone, I had the radio on

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We dream like we’re dreamers
Mom says a novena,the boys becomes teamsters, we pray for the scenesters

We dream like we’re dreamers

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from W​̶​a​̶​r​̶​h​̶​o​̶​l​̶​a̶, track released September 23, 2020

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Famous Letter Writer New York

Philly-bred, NY-based Famous Letter Writer is the indie pop music project of award-winning writer and lyricist M.I. Devine and multi-instrumentalist Ru Devine. Full of gritty, witty, combustible pop, their debut, W̶A̶R̶H̶O̶L̶A̶, premiered in American Songwriter, where it was dubbed, "from front to back, a success" with singles featured in places like NPR ("All in my Head"). ... more

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