At Izzy’s Deli, no one is trying to con me. I order eggs and toast and it all arrives within 10 minutes, garnish-free, no bullshit.
Appetite leaves no room for niceties and skepticism. Instead, this EP calls out the unspoken rules and machinations that keep us feeling dejected and passive.
The voice of Appetite hopes to speak with the familiarity and reliability of Izzy’s three-page menu. Listen to the full EP here
It’s really embarrassing how jealous I can be.
“What do I want from you, my only ever friend?”
Girls rule boys drool. (the patriarchy has substantially influenced the course of my life and contributed to a lot of internalized misogyny whose undoing is the most beautiful thing I’ve yet to experience)
“Taking from my table every fork and knife and plate, you know it’s easy dishing out the shit you’ve never had the guts to make”
I ate a whole relationship like chinese food where you always want more but did you even want Chinese food in the first place?
“Oh man, what’s the price? It’s getting harder as I get older to fill my appetite”
What if I achieve all my dreams and am sipping piña coladas with Fiona Apple or seeing a movie with Judd Apatow and realize oh shit am I even happy?
“I won’t ever be your woman unless I am one I’d keep for myself”