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Emma Robinson

NOT ON THE FRIDGE

Chaos finds her and she surfs it; permanently sandy, permanently optimistic

style

  • surf pop punk
  • bright pop rock
  • jangly surf guitar
  • punchy live drums
  • young female vocal sunny and slightly frantic
  • huge singalong chorus
  • handclaps
  • optimistic chaos
  • glossy but raw
  • american accent

the numbers

bpm
112
key
E major
energy
0.65
dance
0.95
valence
0.54
vocal at
3.7s
length
2:02
language
En

lyrics

(not on the fridge!)

There is a wedding photo of her sister's second husband
There is a dog we haven't owned since twenty-nineteen
There is a man from airport security called Dave
And there is not one single photograph of me

Not on the fridge (not on the fridge)
Thirty-two years, not on the fridge
Never once been on the fridge, not on the fridge
Not on the fridge

Not on the fridge, not on the fridge, not on the fridge
I have a degree and Dave has a bin liner
Not on the fridge, not on the fridge, not on the fridge
And Dave is up there smiling in a laminate

I said something. Finally. Like a grown adult. On Sunday.
She said "you're not on the fridge because you're in the house."
Which is either the loveliest thing or an excuse. Probably both.
(BAND EXPLODES)

Not on the fridge, not on the fridge, not on the fridge
I have a degree and Dave has a bin liner
Not on the fridge, not on the fridge, not on the fridge
And Dave is up there smiling in a laminate

(in the house...)