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From: DeadStrings

To: StringTheory27

Date: April 26th, 1997, 1:39 AM

Subject: New list?

Today,I realized that I’ve blown my life up, and I’m not sure if I can put it back together.The worse is that the one person who can help me is a charlatan.What would be your top five songs to overcome this shit?

StringTheory 27:Hey, it’s a little too late for lists, isn’t it?Hope you don’t mind me switching this to the chat since we’re both ...awake.

DeadStrings:Chat is good.This isn’t late when you’re an insomniac.

StringTheory27:True.Let’s address the most important part.Charlatans are usually overly confident and weirdly good at eye contact.

If the one you’re talking about wears a suit and uses phrases like “realistic expectations,” you have my full permission to ignore them.

As for blowing up your life—I don’t know the details, but if you’re still awake at 1:39 in the morning and reaching for music instead of something worse, that says you haven’t blown it completely.Not yet.

Here’s your list.

Working title: “How to Crawl Out of the Ruins with a Half-Charged Walkman and a Bruised Heart.”

“I Will Survive” —Gloria Gaynor

Because it’s obvious, yes.But sometimes you need to hear strength shouted at you from a disco floor.Sing it with your whole heart while showering—it’s life-changing.

“Break My Stride” —Matthew Wilder

Because resilience doesn’t always sound heavy.Sometimes it bounces back, and that’s okay too.This one tricks you into believing you’ll make it.

“Don’t Dream It’s Over” —Crowded House

It reminds you that your story hasn’t ended yet, even when it feels like the last chapter.

“Red Rain” —Peter Gabriel

For when you need to cry but don’t have permission.

Put this on, close your eyes, and let it hit.

“Heroes” —David Bowie

Because for one day, even if it’s only one, you can be something more than wreckage.

That’s worth reaching for.

Now.Your turn.I want to hear what the wreckage sounds like on your end.

DeadStrings:I was going to make a full list, but everything I picked felt like a lie.

Too polished.Too loud.Too ...unfitting.So, I’ve just had one track looping for the past hour.

“You Never Wash Up After Yourself” —Radiohead

A B-side.It’s one of those songs you don’t find unless you’re really looking.

There’s no full arrangement.Just acoustic, raw, and quietly furious.It sounds like someone breaking down in real time but trying not to make a scene.