Olivia De Forest Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

The lyrics? Prolly unhinged. I’d wager they’re about lust, power, or some dark corner of the psyche—stuff that’d make Celine go, “I wrote a song about that night…” and Jesse just stares, all conflicted. Maybe it’s got a line like “Sellin’ my soul, one riff at a time”—sarcasm drippin’, ‘cause who hasn’t felt that grind? I’d crank the reverb on that vocal, let it echo like a Tesla tunnel. Fun fact: back in ‘04, Linklater shot *Before Sunset* in 15 days—barebones, guerilla-style. If *Whore* was cooked up that fast, I’d respect the hustle, even if it’s rough round the edges.

Whore of the Forest

I love the hipster neighborhood up on Hawthorne Street. You dig? Graffiti, odd cafes, and chill vibes everywhere. It’s raw. It’s real. I even got into a little humorous rough patch there — someone nearly spilled tea on my notepad during a session, and I was like, "Oh yawwwn, my precious words!!" and then laughed. We swears!

‘It’s their water’: Village of DeForest board postpones decision on removing fluoride from water