Date: June 28th, 2026 2:51 PM Author: chocolate azn stead
prompt: What kinds of things do apes say and do while listening to alvvays--
Apes who listen to Alvvays tend to perform a very specific courtship phenotype:
They say things like, “No, it’s fine, I just think it’s funny how timing works,” while clearly meaning, “I have constructed a full alternate life with you and am now grieving its non-occurrence.”
They do the half-confession. Not “I want you,” but “I had a dream you were in my apartment and it felt weirdly normal.” Not “I miss you,” but “This song made me think of that one walk.” They communicate desire through aestheticized plausibly deniable artifacts.
They make playlists instead of direct moves.
They look at someone across a room and become convinced the whole night has acquired narrative structure.
They say “I’m not really dating right now,” then spend three hours mentally annotating a single text response.
They have a deep relationship with the phrase “maybe someday”, which is just romantic debt rolled over at emotional interest.
They are often attracted to people who are close enough to become symbolic but far enough away to remain unresolved. Exes. Almost-exes. Friends who were maybe something. People from a summer. People from a show. People whose hoodie they once borrowed. People they had exactly one conversation with in a kitchen at 1:40 a.m. and then carried around for six years as a private mythology.
Their body language is: leaning against walls, looking away while smiling, hands in sleeves, pretending not to watch the door.
Their mating display is not dominance. It is curated vulnerability under distortion.
They do things like:
“I’m going to walk home alone in the cold and listen to this album and have a completely disproportionate emotional event.”
“I should text them.”
“No. That would collapse the waveform.”
The key behavior is that they prefer the charged interval before resolution. The feeling is strongest while the thing is still suspended. Alvvays apes are not merely seeking union; they are metabolizing the possibility of union. The ache is not a bug. It is the habitat.
So the Alvvays ape courtship ritual is:
perceive attractive ape → generate longing field → encode signal in joke / song / glance / memory → avoid direct collapse → replay internally → experience bittersweet compression artifact as romance.
Date: June 29th, 2026 12:07 AM Author: Hyperactive laser beams abode
I guess I don't really know how Plausible the responses are besides looking at a picture of Alvvays and extrapolating from the poasters ITT who listen to them
Date: June 29th, 2026 1:15 AM Author: chocolate azn stead
idk I don't know for sure just guessing. tbf, it isn't a bad thing, the type of people described by chat gpt above are the most beautiful people in the world imo
Date: June 29th, 2026 1:20 AM Author: Impressive shrine mother
I don't get it at all. No clue what any of that word salad meant. In real life I dated a Disney Adult. My life has been pretty strange. It took me a long time to realize we didn't have anything in common. Life is funny like that sometimes. It takes me years to realize the obvious. I'm very dense.
Date: June 30th, 2026 12:52 PM Author: chocolate azn stead
It's basically saying that Alvvvays is music for people who have crushes but don't just say "I like you.". They turn it into an entire little emotional movie in their head. They send songs, remember tiny moments, and stare across rooms, and keep things vague because the unresolved tension and longing is more intense than the actual resolution. The joke is that they are emotionally romantically indirect indie people who flirt by being wistful and cryptic.
Date: June 30th, 2026 3:44 PM Author: Impressive shrine mother
Nah. I knew a bunch in high school and college but never got on with em. Too much navel gazing. The second they mention Milan Kundera, I'm out. It's not that's deep. I don't like philosophy or induction problems. I'm not for everyone.
Date: June 30th, 2026 3:51 PM Author: chocolate azn stead
Yeah I get it. Lit people are exhausting. Every conversation turns into some tragic little seminar about alienation and desire. You ask if they want pizza and suddenly you're trapped in a sophomore year discussion about whether memory is real. Kundera mention is an instant trapdoor. I'm gone. Not everything has to be a meditation on erotic exile. Some people just like books because they're lonely and annoying.
Date: June 30th, 2026 4:28 PM Author: Impressive shrine mother
That's why the only books 99% of people ever read are thrillers. Books are just entertainment like movies or sports but book people don't want to admit it. Vast majority of the population will only ever read shit like Stephen King because as soon as there's no intrigue or hook people put it down and do something else. I'm not saying literature has no value but it's widely overstated.
Date: July 4th, 2026 2:17 AM Author: titillating space
Yeah it was a fantastic time. I also bookended that trip with two days at the Minnesota State Fair. And then right after that was Labor Day at the family cabin. Ultimately I packed a ton of fun shit into 11 days.
I ran into some trouble though. To pull all that off required several nights of little to no sleep. I was exhausted to an extent that I'm not sure I've ever felt in my life. At some point I got to crash for a while.
When I woke up, I think I might have had a minor stroke. I had weakness on one side, my vision was fucked up. In retrospect I probably should have sought medical attention, but I was so fucking tired that my impulse was to sleep it off. I was pretty much fine a day later. My vision still had a bit of weirdness going on. People's eyes didn't look right for a few more days.
I've been told that my failure to seek medical attention probably wouldn't have mattered much. I guess they can't really do stroke intervention meds if they don't know when a stroke started.