If you don’t take antidepressants, or if you like upbeat music, or if you don’t spend far too much of your time online, then you might be confused with all the talk about Boygenius. Or, perhaps more likely, you haven’t seen any talk of Boygenius, like, at all.
But trust me, for a certain corner of the internet, it’s been a huge week. Boygenius is the supergroup composed of the musicians Phoebe Bridgers, Lucy Dacus, and Julien Baker, each of whom are darlings for the melancholic in their own right. Together, they are an unstoppable trio of songwriters who come together like Voltron to make the saddest shit you’ve ever heard. And they just announced a new album.
I don’t know if you’ve ever heard 1,800 people scream, “I want to be emaciated” all at once, but I have and it’s only something Boygenius could do. The band debuted in 2018 with a self-titled EP — which ruled — and each member has only grown in popularity since. Bridgers is a legit celebrity now.
So when the supergroup finally announced their long-rumored follow-up — and dropped three new songs — people online were super excited. (People is me, I am people.)
The jokes were also great.
It’s fascinating to see how Boygenius has gone from small indie trio to “the world’s most exciting supergroup.”(Opens in a new window) It just goes to show how much the internet itself has shifted. In 2018, the internet centered on political doomscrolling, while 2023’s vibes lean more toward the apocalyptic absurd. That’s perfect for Boygenius. The trio creates sad, lovely music, yes. But they’re also funny — the name of the band, for one — in an absurd, laughing into the abyss sort of way.
That’s part of the reason Bridgers has ascended from indie darling to patron saint of sad in the last five years. She’s funny and self aware and, sure, has an interesting love life(Opens in a new window) that people follow incessantly.
The world’s gotten sadder. The band’s gotten more famous. It makes sense the memes, jokes, and excitement were omnipresent online this week. Hell, they were on the cover of Rolling Stone(Opens in a new window).