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Queen of Sup Forumssic.

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divers is actually really good

numale soyboys love her

[citation needed]

i know a girl who really reminds me of joanna and is a folk musician
all i want is her for her to be my gf and write songs about me

I can attest to it personally.
Doesn't change the quality of her music, she's one of the best musicians of the last two decades. Uneducated peasants thought Mozart was soyboy music.

have any of you ever cried to one of her songs? which one?

Anecdotes. That's the only one.

Have one on me

Every single track on Ys.

Especially Cosmia though.
>I'll sleep through the rest of my days

>and miss and miss and miss and miss and miss and miss and miss and miss your heart

This is the most cuck soy Sup Forums-male thing i've ever read

soyfags

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sorry boys go and enjoy your super manly rawk music about SEX to make you feel better about yourselves

>there have been thousands of sensitive male figures in art and media in the past two millennia
How is this "nu-male" neologism a thing? Language today is trash.

Several of them. The music overwhelms me.

Divers is incredible

Sadie, Cosmia, Monkey & Bear, Emily, Only Skin, Baby Birch, The Things I Say, the question is more of what songs I haven't cried to.

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>no gf like joanna
I CAN'T FUCKING TAKE THIS SHIT ANYMORE HOW DO I KILL ANDY SAMBERG AND WEAR HIS FACE

Kek what a cuck

>None of those posts are related to politics
really gets the noggin joggin

nigger

It's not soy it's byronic faggot.

>he doesn't allow himself to experience the most intense of emotions in pure unadulterated passion for life and art
I pity you.

Sawdust & Diamonds and Only Skin.

Last Friday I got really high off an edible. I listened to Sadie, and had a memorable experience. Her voice and the music were like a silvery liquid that flowed into my ears and down my spine to my groin. Then I felt a great heat and began uncontrollable spasms that - no joke - felt like a constant, non-stop orgasm. For a minute I actually believed I might ejaculate, which concerned me for a moment, but I soon stopped worrying and let the pleasure overwhelm me. In small breaks the spasms would subside, leaving me precious few seconds to catch my breath, as I was now breathing and groaning quite heavily. Then she would start again - "And bleeeeeeeeeeess us who have chosen so" she would sing, and the spasms would start again and only increase in intensity. I was leaning back in a chair, yet felt like fire was lifting me up into the sky, higher and higher, I felt weightless. I would try to sing along, but found it hard to speak, the pleasure was so mind-numbing. At the end of it, I felt a happiness and emotional fulfillment so complete, I wondered if it was the same type of feeling you get from having sex with someone you love. And I love Joanna. 10/10, would do again.

Why is 'soy' not a filtered word?

nice

Has anyone ever experienced something like this?

Yeah listening to Tago Mago on LSD, minus the silvery liquid part

Soy: The thread

Emily
Peach plum pear
Probably others

I’m a huge crybaby

lmao what a faggot

I bet you listen to Death Grips.

made me kek

It's true though.

youtu.be/Yy9KQ3IsqwQ

Wow so many betas in this thread

yeah like YOU

I seldom get to the point of crying for music, but Clam, Crab, Cockle, Cowrie had me tear eyed.

Only Skin. Only song I can remember ever crying to, actually

>aha! soyboy = anything i don’t like

>he doesn’t realize crying regularly is alpha
how embarrassing lol

Ys>The Milk Eyed Mender>Divers>Have One On Me>Walnut Whales
I think everyone can agree with this? All albums are goat though.

move have one on me to second and i agree

This but unironically.

The Fray is an underrated gem.

most of them

Achilles weeped over Patroclus

t. soyboy

>he’s realizing he fucked up and fell for the meme
it’s ok user. i suggest a beautiful manly cry

You're the soyboy.
Real men do not hide their feelings. Because they dont care about how you feel about how they feel.

This. Crying feels really good and cathartic after the end of it. If you don't find some sort of outlet for your emotions you'll end up going postal and shooting up a school or something. Humans have emotions, deal with it.

>Sup Forums isn't ruining this boar-

It's because Andy is a Jew and they're mad jelly. Her daughter won't be a Jew though.

Bump

Ys > HOOM > Divers > MEM

I just had a sobering conversation with a high man at a bus stop telling me how much he regrets not going to school and that I should stay in. Joanna songs for this feel?

Leaving the city

Makes me feel slightly less suicidal for going to a community college

as a counterargument, En Gallop?

unironically one of the greatest living musical artists.

unfortunately I have a normal level of testosterone so she is not really my thing. I will definitely recommend her to every woman i know though.

Emily through the whole song
Only Skin when Bill Callahan comes in
In California beginning with
>I don't belong to anyone

Joanna's high school yearbook

Monkey and Bear and Sadie.

>he has a low enough T-score he cant listen to anything he feels like
sad tbqhwy

Baby Birch

why do beta fags like you love to say call everyone a soyboy? stop watching paul joseph twatson and get some good opinions lmao

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I once listened to a few songs off MEM while high on salvia

I thought the music would help it me a more relaxed high, but I ended up thinking that Joanna was speaking directly to me and telling me evil things in the lyrics

She's THE best musician alive today.

which of her albums should i listen to first?

Ys, unironically.

Ys, or the first 6 tracks of HOOM. Her first album would be the best introduction if it weren't for her voice, but I feel it drives people away at first. I thought I was being trolled when someone told me to listen to Peach, Plum, Pear.

Goddamn she's so fucking perfect why couldn't she have been at my high school ;_;

At last you truly understand

The Walnut Whales version of Peach Plum Pear is the only time I think her voice is truly bad.

When I was a kid Joanna Newsom would have been the ideal girl for me. If we had been in school together I would have always tried to get the seat next to hers in biology class so we could laugh and giggle at anatomy diagrams, or I would stand behind her in the lunch queue to smell her golden locks, or even give up my space in the lunch queue so she could get the best choice of chicken breast. I would have tried to look deep and thoughtful by frowning a lot and growing a fuzz moustache and scratching ironic cries for help in to my desk. She would no doubt have spurned my somewhat creepy and stalker-like advances with just as much indifference as she would have spurned my chivalrous actions as she would have been, on the evidence of Ys, far too deep a thinker for my teenage brain, fascinated rather than amused by anatomy, and ironic and funny without having to pretend.

She would have been my kind of gal because she was beautiful in a non-threatening way, highly original in her thought process, creative, alternative, smart, and so cute you could almost commit the accidental crime of squeezing all of the life out of her with overbearing affection. Had I been a more interesting, original and talented guy and did not come across in the least bit creepy, then perhaps, had we ever met (I must remember that this is pure fantasy), she might have let me be her boyfriend and then a few years later when she recorded her masterpiece, Ys, I could have had the honour of performing the baritone male vocal accompaniment part on "Only Skin" which, due to it's tumbling and vibrant nature, is my personal highlight on this record which is packed full of highlights, so packed, in fact, that there is no room for choruses or traditional song structures as we were used to on The Milk-Eyed Mender.

Ys, then HOoM, then MEM, then Divers
Chronological is acceptable

Instead we are treated to unravelling musical fairy tales which possess an undercurrent of the nightmarish world of Louis Carrol or the Brother's Grimm as the line between adolescence and adulthood is heartbreakingly blurred.

However, had Joanna and I met and fallen in love then it could not have been guaranteed that she would have ever recorded such a colossal record as this as, according to Doc Emmit Brown, the space/time continuum would have been disrupted and I may have dragged her down into my sad little life and not allowed her to follow the path of magic and wonder which she must have taken to invent the world in which the stories which comprise Ys take place in. I find it hard to imagine Joanna sitting down and having a normal breakfast of cereal; her music makes me presume that she runs through endless fields of corn causing butterflies to flee ahead of her skipping body as she gathers cereal and wheat with which to make bread through some magic process involving a nice equivalent of a cauldron. I hate to think that at night she relaxes in front of the television; I assume, by listening to her music, that she is no doubt out after dark, her path lit by glowing fire flies, gathering moon beams in a basket. She does not lie in bed and frolic with some hairy man who falls asleep after he has released his desire into her; she stays up all night and tells stories to the animals who gather in hushed wonder in the collected moonlight she leaves outside of her window.

No, had I ever met and seduced a young Joanna it is highly possible that none of these images would seem even remotely possible; the normality would overpower the magic as it inevitably does, and the world would have lost a precious gem. And for not depriving the world of that, I should be thanked.

Source?

Shit like this is why Joanna had to stop visiting her home in Nevada City for fear of stalkers.

I would never harm the delicate princess, is it not acceptable to admire beauty from afar?

i love joanna so much :)

same

Nice post, idiot.

same

same

I'm going to flood this board with my autistic Joanna obsession until I become successful, get a gf, or kill myself, whichever comes first, and there's nothing you can do to stop me.

You're going to make people hate Joanna like they hates Grimes.

In California, being driven at sunrise by the girl I was seeing. She was saying things like,
>After you leave we'll probably never be the same again

She was wrong and we're still together.
Still, I teared up listening to the music.

you'll make it someday user, I believe

I just started Monkey & Bear, and damn this is some honestly beautiful music. I'm glad I gave this thread a look

One of my favorite parts in any song of hers happens in this song.
>Though cast in plaster....(our Ursula's heart beat faster)
The bass swells with each word here, and it's lovely. The orchestration works particularly well on this song.

Glad you like it user, tell us about it when you're done.

Welcome to the club, buddy.

Another night and more dreams of Joanna

visions of joanna

I love when she says
>My heart is A FURnace

have one on me is the peak of the human race, if you disagree you haven't listened enough

>being so low T that you’re this insecure about what you listen to
Sad!