#223: Tarot, Spiritual Awakenings, Truck Stops and More with Punk Band, Typhoid Rosie!

<p>Brooklyn, NY's <strong>Typhoid Rosie</strong> is rolling out another new single off the band's upcoming album '<strong>Queen Of Swords'</strong>, out August 13.</p> <p>The latest track, <strong>"Defend Your Temple"</strong>, is an empowering feminist anthem-- and an urgent plea to stop seeking validation outside of ourselves.</p> <p><strong>Stream “Defend Your Temple” here:</strong> <a href="https://sable.madmimi.com/c/17023?id=22951036.97859.1.8020ba71ffafed9483ae2d9ffd1e3bfe" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/_0LWZVZilR0</a>.</p> <p><strong>Stream on Spotify: </strong><a href="https://sable.madmimi.com/c/17023?id=22951036.97860.1.ab4fd9dcacbc449b0e3b829181a4a604" target="_blank">https://open.spotify.com/track/77MMRBzHF1d5CzJwkrxpGr?si=952ae50c6e914dff</a></p> <p><strong>Pre-order the album (digital/vinyl) here:</strong> <a href="https://sable.madmimi.com/c/17023?id=22951036.97861.1.e85dad080b7193d834253285c64a4efd" target="_blank">https://typhoidrosie.bandcamp.com/album/queen-of-swords</a></p> <p>Frontwoman <strong>Rosie Rebel</strong> says, <em>"I would never sit a little girl down in front of a glowing screen to watch Cinderella. It’s not that I don’t believe in a good love story, it’s just the fact that generations of women have grown up with this idea that if we play dress up that some magical prince will come and save us. It’s a sham fairy tale about a girl who cries and waits for other people to come and save her- the mice, a fairy godmother, and finally a prince. She’s afraid that the prince won’t love her because she doesn’t have the right clothes. How is this any different than the plot of Pretty Woman? These are nice tales to get the kids shopping at a young age, but let’s be real and remember that all of this dress up won’t buy you love, but it does suggest that we should be seeking validation outside of ourselves. This is a magic formula that is worth billions: we see just enough airbrushed models every day - to keep us feeling just ugly enough to keep us shopping. Truth be told, there’s not enoug