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INTERCUNTINENTAL THERAPY
INTERCUNTINENTAL THERAPY
Author: MOTHER.LOADING
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A sociological and anthropological study of the trenches connecting culture, nightlife, and queerness one stall at a time. An audio and sometimes visual experiment masquerading as a podcast, but better used as a score for a trip or a comedown. We apply a forensic, and deeply petty, lens to the affects of gayness across continents. It's intercuntinental therapy.
Your host, Leanne Mark, acts as a reluctant moderator for crunchy and unedited conversations that are less interviews and more emotional excavations landing both profoundly endearing and yet breathtakingly petty.
Your host, Leanne Mark, acts as a reluctant moderator for crunchy and unedited conversations that are less interviews and more emotional excavations landing both profoundly endearing and yet breathtakingly petty.
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The crumbs, the dregs, the backwash of the last episode but shorter for those who are feeling particularly masochistic xx
Is it a bit, or is it a bit nuts? Get cozy with Elif and Leanne as they assume their natural positions on a familiar couch. In this episode, they facetiously debate nonsensical absolutes , role-play to gaslight themselves up, work through insecurities via memories Tina Turner, and unlearn archaic beliefs from past lives—all while preparing for their next big pivot. Expect a smattering harsh generalizations, insane simplifications, mumbly snack-filled bites and an ongoing thread of real housewives.Pairs well with: a nite-in after cancelling dinner with friends because it's a bit too cold, you're low on social battery, don't have enough energy for a call with a friend, would rather make dinner to save a bit of cash, and would maybe feel nicer letting the conversation of two friends going on about nothing fill space between the walls of a perfectly empty and dimly lit room.
Settle into the humid embrace of a foggy ambient swamp as fellow-frogs Leanne and Ito dip in and out of topic and tangent. This hour of dialog unfolds like a shared memory, gently deconstructing the soft alienation of grey months and the comic humiliation of re-schooling. All the while, the spirit of Rio looms, a seductive backdrop of first flings, lesbian yearnings and foundational betrayals. As the talk deepens, it attunes itself to a different frequency altogether, because why spiral down when you can spiral up? Fortune favors the delusional after all no?~ Tracing the same path through the grocery aisles without a list~ Peeling vegetables for a soup you don't feel like eating~ Organizing books by color instead of genre~ Untangling dangly necklaces from a trip overseas that you'll never wear~ Doing your hair~ Scrolling real estate listings somewhere with more sun~ Sorting through clothes to donate because you'll never actually sell any of this online
Two chicks clucking on the unspoken truths of their friendship as they negotiate the subtleties of sisterhood. In this episode of Intercuntinental Therapy, host Leanne Mark and guest Alyha Love pull up a chair to the realities of life in Berlin without the noise of a scene or the pressure to perform.Their talk meanders through the psychic terrain of career anxiety, the complex dance of friendship and community - all with a vulnerability that feels startling and familiar. It’s a raw, honest portrait of the gap between how life looks on the feed and how it feels in the bones, exploring what it means to be seen by someone who remembers who you were before you became who you are.Pairs well with: A slow, merciful rise on a crisp fall morning after a big weekend. When the self-pity is circling and a subtle pang of loneliness sets in as you gear up to get on with it. It's a privilege to be this tired
Writer and curator Edwin Nasr joins friend and host Leanne for their usual tangential chat—not so dissimilar from weekends past, though with less chain-smoking and peripheral fornication. This time, Nasr takes a blowtorch to the sacred cows of sexuality and queerness while dragging everything from the whiplash of living in Germany as a foreigner, and the clichéd complacency of wanting to date but being stuck at a carry. It’s a masterclass in intellectual arson: burning down tired norms with a smirk and a devastatingly sharp critique. Not that deep, but cutting yet still sweet enough to leave you wanting more. Pairs well with: shot of espresso in the afternoon when you gotta wake it TF and muster the energy to use the dregs of your tired social battery. Because yes actually sometimes your friends can charge you up.




