By Lexi Sisitzky

The art of playlist making is something that very few have mastered. I do not claim to be one of
these people. But in my travels (approx. 200 miles from Boston to New York), I have noticed
that everyone seems to do it differently. Some people take the ~mood~ approach. Like, making
a playlist of sad music, perhaps calling it “Sad.” Some take the ~activity~ approach, calling one
Alas, somewhere along the way I realized that Spotify is but another social media platform. One
where you follow people. And have followers. And unfortunately, in the past I have tended to
use it like a 14 year old used Twitter in 2011.
I’ve collected some of my angstiest playlist titles. Here are two progressions of two crushes.

“inarticulate piece of garbage”
“I never know what to name this but it makes me think of you” (cute?)
“goodnight! I have a lot of feelings. some of them positive and some of them not” (he doesn’t
like you back lexi)
“it’s kinda dark out- this is for a friend”
“watch ur back lol” (are you good)
“set me free from my jealousy”
“I can’t change your mind” (oh you finally accepted it)
“please feel guilty!” (oops I guess not)
“it’s very dark out- this is for myself”

“dreamy” (look at that you met someone new)
“my mind is permanently in late spring” (we get it you listen to mitski)
“what is happening”
“I can name this whatever I want” (reading this title made me remember that he didn’t even
follow me on Spotify. I literally made all these ridiculous titles and he didn’t even follow me)
“twisted game”
“idgaf” (the “I’m over it” period. it did not last long. re: the next title)
“oh I’m in WAY too deep kiddos”
“?????!!!!!!” (I think we may have kissed around this time)
“the timing is all wrong”
“why am I like this”
“getting me off your mind, getting her off” (oh)
“what I wish I could say to you now”
I don’t use Spotify like this that often anymore. But having this content is like reading an old
journal. Nostalgic and embarrassing.