Archive - Letters of I Think We're Alone Now

The Art of Styling and Standing Next to Your Sister.

Mar 21 •

and

January 2024

I love him, I love him, I love him

And where he goes I'll follow

Jan 4 •

December 2023

Tegan, I've noticed that you often use my name at Starbucks or when placing food orders over the phone. Truthfully, I've never really used your name for…

Dec 12, 2023 •

What does the crocodile say?

Tegan, One of my earliest memories is of you suffering from an earache. It's more like a photograph in my mind—our living room in Marlborough Park, with…

Dec 5, 2023 •

November 2023

I've Been Crying Since I Met You

Tegan, I had almost forgotten that I submitted my own piece of writing for Crybaby, to Brandon Stosuy's "Sad Happens", a beautifully-illustrated…

Nov 21, 2023 •

September 2023

Time After Time

Tegan, While preparing for our upcoming tour, I went down a rabbit hole watching videos of us on YouTube. It started with a simple search for…

Sep 14, 2023 •

The "If It Was You" Era

Sep 8, 2023 •

3:49

August 2023

Tegan, I have a penchant for rearranging furniture, perhaps inherited from Grandma and Mom. I wasn't around when they reorganized their homes, but I…

Aug 31, 2023 •

Woody, and the station wagons of our youth.

Aug 24, 2023 •

4:06

Oh no! (Sid goes to the library)

The joy of community spaces

Aug 16, 2023 •

Aug 9, 2023 •

and

"baby neby bad mowe"

Aug 2, 2023 •

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