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The song is called Autophobia, and it’s by the band Reddshift. It’s my boyfriend’s favourite song that he can basically never listen to again. He’s super upset about it, so I’m trying to find it to surprise him. Here’s everything I know about it:

- It’s a single that was published by the band on Nov 12, 2019
- It was deleted off of every platform (spotify, youtube, soundcloud etc.) around May 27, 2025
- Runtime is 5:04
- It’s in the math rock/jazz genre
- The album cover is a high contrast image of an electric guitar in front of a reddish pink background
- There is a short acoustic clip of it still up on Reddshift’s tiktok account
- The band deleted it as a way to “clean up” their discography

An important detail - all of their music (except for their most recent album) has since been deleted as well, but this mass deletion is more recent, around a month or two ago. I’ve been able to find basically all of their recently deleted music, but as Autophobia has been gone for almost a year now (I’m assuming its long absence is the reason why I can’t locate it), I haven’t been able to find it anywhere :(

Never being able to hear your favourite song again is so painful. Even though it’s been gone for a year, it’s still my boyfriend’s third most listened to song ever, which I think is kind of insane, and very sad.

Yes, a first year intro to theatre acting course screwed me over to the point where I’m going to have to spend the rest of my university career trying to make up for it.

For some context, I’ve been doing theatre very consistently since I was a kid. I signed up for this course because I know I’m good at the subject and wanted an easy good grade. I hadn’t realized that this class is the second part of a first semester class that for some reason was still available to those who hadn’t taken the first one.

The professor was extremely friendly and invested in the outside lives of the students, and their acting pursuits. However, this same kindness was not given to the few of us who had not taken the prof’s first semester course. In fact, the prof seemed to only care about the success of the first semester students in the class, and I hardly ever received any kind of coaching or teaching from the prof myself. My assignments that I worked extremely hard on were graded very harshly, and on top of that I also received passive aggressive comments in my assignment feedbacks critiquing my effort and acting skills that were actually quite mean. It was incredibly clear that the prof taught only those that they deemed as talented, and I was not one of them obviously. In high school, a teacher having favourite students sucks, but at the end of the day it doesn’t matter much later on. In university, I’m literally paying this professor thousands of dollars to teach me, and other students are getting a better an education in this class even though we’re paying equal amounts.

I ended up getting a C+ which really frustrates me, as I’ve taken much harder classes that I put less effort into and gotten better grades than I did in this class. The assignments were nothing special. I literally did similar stuff in high school, so there’s no reason I should have gotten such a low grade. Absolutely ridiculous.

I’m a second year english major and I still don’t know exactly what I want to do. I hope to get a job in this field but I don’t even know what that looks like, or what sort of experience I need to have to do that.

So I guess I’m wondering what I should focus on right now, and what sort of internships or jobs I should look for if I hope to get a job in a field related to my major. Let me know your experiences with this, and if this is a common feeling among english majors.

I’ve read quite a few very old plays that I will probably never get the chance to see on the stage. Ancient greek plays, Oscar Wilde, even Shakespeare plays I’ve read but have never seen and probably won’t. For some of these, the humour in them is so important to the text.

For example, the first time I read Waiting for Godot I had no idea the amount of absurdist comedy that was supposed to come through. It just didn’t click with me that some of the dialogue is supposed to be incredibly funny. It wasn’t until I watched some videos on youtube of some productions that I realized how funny the play actually is, and how much I was missing by just reading the text. Maybe I was reading it wrong, but I wasn’t able to interpret and recognize the humour through reading alone.

So much of the intent behind these plays is lost without performance; visuals, delivery and production are so important to the way a play is experienced. I’m pretty bummed that I miss so much of some of my favourite plays, and I will most likely never get to experience them in the intended format.

What are your opinions on reading classic plays? Do you find you have the same problems?