Yes, Dear Reader. while the music press at large concerns itself with such weighty matters as artistic evolution and genre deconstruction, we’re over here asking the really important questions.
Have you ever had a nemesis who didn't know they were your nemesis?
Yes, myself… and then one day I was like, "Oh girl, we gotta work on this self-love thing!"
What food do you irrationally hate even though you've never properly tried it?
I was out to dinner earlier, and someone at a table nearby ordered chicken liver mousse. I can't even type that without feeling angry.
What's your most niche, useless talent?
Being able to talk with my mouth closed.
If your childhood bedroom could talk, what's the one thing you hope it wouldn't say?
"Why did you ever take down the palm tree mural? We loved her."
Have you ever seen a ghost?
I have a Pisces stellium, so I seek out all things mystic and witchy. Yes to having seen a ghost. Wild experience.
What's a food combo you swear by, even though everyone else thinks it's cursed?
I don't know if people think it's cursed, but a Fletcher family holiday favourite is celery stuffed with cream cheese and olives. It's one of my favourite things on the planet.
What's the pettiest hill you'll absolutely die on?
Honestly, this is niche and only people from New Jersey will understand this one… but that it is called pork roll and not Taylor ham. Look up the lore if you must.
What is your earliest memory?
Oh wow. I was probably about 3. My grandma and I pitched a tent in her living room? And we were playing hide and go seek with my grandpa. I remember hiding in the tent and this crazy vivid memory of me and my Grammy holding in our laughter so my Poppy wouldn't find us. As if a tent in a living room wasn't the most obvious hiding place in the world. Made me smile writing that.
How far could you run, if your life depended on it?
