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## Reading
## Watching
Joe and I (re)watched *Sky High*. It was on Disney Channel constantly when we were kids. I am proud to say that the movie still rocks. When visiting friends, we also watched *Cars*, which I had somehow never seen. I liked it more than I expected to, though I thought some of the messaging was confused — don't give me a diatribe about the road going "with" the land and driving for enjoyment when cars are the greatest environmental blight.
## Playing
Joe and I (re)watched *Sky High*. It was on Disney Channel constantly when we were kids. I am proud to say that the movie still rocks. When visiting friends, we also watched *Cars*, which I had somehow never seen. I liked it more than I expected to, though I thought some of the messaging was confused — don't give me a diatribe about the road going "with" the land and driving for enjoyment when cars are one of the greatest environmental blights in our society.
## Listening
I finally got around to listening to *SOPHIE* by SOPHIE. Man, I have such mixed feelings about posthumous releases. The greedy bitch in me wants more, always, especially from artists who died way too young. I know SOPHIE's brother, who finished the album, insists that SOPHIE was nearly done with it at the time of her death, but the stretch between "nearly finished" and "actually ready to release" can be miles long for an artist. I'm not an artist, by any means, of SOPHIE's caliber, but a piece of writing for me can completely transform in the edit. Posthumous albums too often feel like an early sketch[^1], a pastiche of the auteur that are perhaps categorically incapable of capturing the genuine vision and artistry of the deceased. Unfortunately, this was the case for me with *SOPHIE*: "Reason Why" and "Live in My Truth" were standouts, but in general, it lacked the thrill and voice of SOPHIE (RIP).