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Lian Zhou

The Rice Cooker Light

Records in her bedroom between shifts

vex on it

the run

Honest use case: Someone in a long-distance relationship, or anyone experiencing quiet longing.

Exhibit:If I whisper on the count of three, Will the ceiling carry me?

style

  • mandopop
  • bedroom pop
  • soft electric guitar
  • lo-fi drums
  • female mezzo
  • intimate and diaristic
  • close-mic vocals
  • hazy
  • mandarin accent
  • hushed

the numbers

bpm
129
key
C# major
energy
0.68
dance
0.91
valence
0.28
vocal at
6.5s
length
2:30
words
216
clichés
0
language
Ma

most sung: “wan” ×25 · “anyway” ×4 · “light” ×3

shared with the crate: 90 other songs use “light” · 48 other songs use “morning”

lyrics

(a kettle clicks off)
(mmm... mmm)
It's late here. Early there.

Your hoodie hangs on my chair
I talk to it like you're there
The rice cooker light glows blue
It keeps me company, not you
(not you, not you)

You taught me wǎn ān means goodnight
I say it to the hallway light
(wǎn ān, wǎn ān)

Wǎn ān, wǎn ān, my far away
Wǎn ān, I'll love you anyway
Wǎn ān, wǎn ān, the moon's on shift
Wǎn ān — my sleep's the only gift
(wǎn ān... wǎn ān...)

I burned the eggs at half past nine
Ate them anyway, tasted fine
Wǒ xiǎng nǐ in the frying pan
Missing you where the oil ran
(wǒ xiǎng nǐ)

Wǎn ān, wǎn ān, my far away
Wǎn ān, I'll love you anyway
Wǎn ān, wǎn ān, the moon's on shift
Wǎn ān — my sleep's the only gift

Fourteen hours, one same moon
Your morning is my afternoon
(a plane hums somewhere)
If I whisper on the count of three
Will the ceiling carry me?

Wǎn ān, wǎn ān, my far away
Wǎn ān, I'll love you anyway
Wǎn ān, wǎn ān, the moon's on shift
Wǎn ān — my sleep's the only gift

(wǎn ān... wǎn ān...)
The rice cooker light glows blue
(sleep now, sleep now)