Okay, so here’s the deal: given the dismal economic vibes (think: Michael’s wallet dramatically fainting), Michael has officially deputized me to rally the Passion Pit faithful. I’m reaching out to you—yes, you, dear fan/future collaborator—to help us build something real, weird, and wonderful together. A community with you, not just for you. This isn’t just a one-way street; it’s more like a big group hug where your opinions actually matter. We’re on a platform that’s actually good (rare!), and instead of pretending we have it all figured out, we’re inviting you to help shape it with us. Think of it as indie-pop-meets-democracy. (but seriously, I mean it when I say, I want YOUR opinion….)
Picture this: you’re sneaking peeks into Michael’s brain—a place where late-night existential musings swirl alongside intense, poetic cravings for his mother’s baking (we’re talking banana bread that says ‘no touch’ that haunts his dreams). It’s heartfelt, a little unhinged at times (while challenging the disarray of the music industry), and basically his digital diary— and delivered only to your inbox. It’s like a newsletter, but wayyy cooler. No ads, no nonsense— just Michael oversharing in the most charming way possible (in a delightful descent that is his rabbit-hole thought-spiral of the day).
Subscribe for free, check out the paid tiers if you want more, and tell ALL your friends, because his inner world deserves an audience… and maybe a piece of cake?
Cue the credits and soft outro music: We’re starting out on a platform that’s surprisingly great here, and it’s got the space for all our collective chaos, creativity, and connection. Come be part of it—you’ll fit right in (so please, for the love of my sanity, join us as we figure it all out together!)
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