What’s hitting me now is how boygenius worked because the

What’s hitting me now is how boygenius worked because the differences were never sanded down: Phoebe keeps drifting toward widescreen melancholy, Julien’s songs still feel like they’re clawing toward the light, and Lucy writes with this calm, devastating clarity. The “split” doesn’t feel like a breakup so much as three artists finally stretching back out to their natural shapes.