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To say that SOFI TUKKER’s rise has been meteoric would be an understatement. To say it comes as a surprise would be a big red lie. The now Grammy nominated duo, the pair responsible for creating a whole new breed of alt dance music with their visionary creativity, continues to push boundaries and slay hearts with Johny, a lesson in sultry swooning hypnosis heavily inflected with those sexy Brazilian bossa nova vibes we love so dearly about them. Curvaceous curling and voluptuous clattering Johny is a smoldering heater and a mesmeric dazzler. SOFI TUKKER continues to add more achievements to their long list of accomplishments (in such a short time) by having their new single included on EA Sports’ FIFA 17 video game. To celebrate, Sophie and Tucker have launched a “Johny” hotline (+1-866-HI-JOHNY), encouraging fans to call in for a chance to chat with them or win select prizes. I can’t wait to catch SOFI TUKKER live yet again, book tree and all, as they kick off a tour that begins on February 10th in San Francisco and runs through April 1st with a hometown show in Brooklyn at the Music Hall of Williamsburg. The SF show sold out in minutes. 

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Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.