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    "comment": "Kevin Cole's #1 Album of the Year!\n\nJacob Alon was nominated for a 2025 Mercury Prize, which FarOut Magazine aptly describes as \"a win for industry outsiders. When we talk about the music industry being broken, a talent like Alon is exactly the type of artist we talk about being lost. Born in Fife and raised by a single mother on the border between a housing estate and a forest — it’s not the context the music industry often goes looking in. They also had to face up to the pain of being ostracised by their family for being non-binary, adding a whole new battle.\" https://tinyurl.com/ypzn7urm\n\nOf this Dan Carey-produced track, Scottish artist Jacob Alon shares, \"This song, for me, is a shedding of shame. It’s a soft hand tracing the stretch marks left behind by a once messy, awkward, painful, and frightening realisation of my queerness. It’s a memory of the unspoken ways in which my heart and body knew how to move; knew how to draw in close under a cloak of darkness to bridge canyons of hatred and fear with acts of love.\n\n\"I wrote this song the night after a party where my self-esteem had shattered into a million pieces. When, out of my face, I’d confessed to someone with my words, my precious words, how I had loved them all those years ago. I was half-expecting some big revelation or closure or acknowledgement, but it didn’t come. I would always be something they’d rather pretend didn’t happen.\n\n\"I wish I could tell little Cob how much joy and beauty was waiting for them on the other side of all that pain. I hope I can give the same love to anyone out there who’s still figuring things out. And I want to keep giving it to you – my beautiful, boundless, infinite queers. This song is for you. This song is for little Cob.\" https://tinyurl.com/475mtsrn",
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