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MABEL FORTUNE

WHERE IS HE THEN

Sings her actual diary at a piano and has been asked to tone it down by three separate labels

style

  • jazz-pop
  • live band
  • walking bass and brass stabs
  • theatrical storytelling vocal
  • funny and desperate by turns
  • big-band swagger with modern drums
  • london accent
  • charismatic and unguarded
  • london accent
  • funny

the numbers

bpm
103
key
G minor
energy
0.68
dance
0.87
valence
0.55
vocal at
1.2s
length
2:03
language
En

lyrics

(where is he then)

My mother asks at Christmas like a barrister
My aunt has started sending me articles about eggs
And I am thirty-one and doing very well professionally
Which is the sentence you say when you are losing

And I have done everything correctly
I have been kind and interesting and employed
And I am starting to suspect that is not how it works

Where is he then, where is he then
I have been ready since about two thousand and nineteen
Where is he then, where is he then
Somebody tell him the queue has been extremely short

I went for dinner with a man who talked about crypto for an hour
And I nodded like a woman at a funeral for her own evening

The joke is easier. The joke is much easier.
The truth is I am frightened I have made myself too specific to love.
Right. Back to the joke. Brass, please.

Where is he then, where is he then
I have been ready since about two thousand and nineteen
Where is he then, where is he then
Somebody tell him the queue has been extremely short

(the queue is SHORT!)