Dear 2120,
Hot on the heels of Donald Trump taking a step down the escalation ladder (as a Danish journalist aptly phrased it) and revising his inflammatory statements about annexing Greenland, we’re all in desperate need of a break from the theater of geopolitical absurdity.
Trump seems uncharacteristically subdued — for now, at least.
What we need right now is a little pause on the politics and a big fat PLAY > on the ass-shaking.
Enter Tracey with “Sex Life”— a momentous, low-slung bass banger. A much-needed escape from late-stage capitalism feasting on itself:
Letters to 2120 