And unfortunately, many of us have also lost said person, making them “the one that got away.” These separations leave a noticeable hole in our lives and our hearts, triggering deep grief and even panic. 

Getting over someone you believed was “the one” is no easy feat. For some time following the split, you might experience denial, anger, depression, and even fear that you’ve lost your one chance at true love. But I promise you: that’s not the case.

Here are three tips for getting over the person you thought was your soulmate.

1. Challenge the Idea of ‘The One’

Growing up, I believed there was only one person created specifically for me. I’d read countless romance novels that only fueled that sentiment, hoping one day, I would meet my person and settle down for a peaceful, fulfilling life with them.

But over the years—and after experiencing different forms of heartbreak—my perspective has shifted. Call me jaded, but I don’t buy into the myth of “the one” anymore. Personally, I believe there are many people with whom we can fall in love, form a healthy attachment, and build a beautiful future.

Love might be a feeling, but it’s also a choice. And if someone chooses to betray or walk away from you, they probably aren’t meant to stay in your life. That doesn’t make them the villain, nor does it make you unworthy, and nor does it invalidate the bond you two shared. It merely means they were your person for a season—”the one” to show you how deeply you can love someone, but not “the one” to move forward with.

2. Understand that Love Does Not Equal Ownership

As I mentioned earlier, someone can be “the one” for a season. Long-term commitment is not the end-all, be-all. Life is ever-changing; relationships ebb and flow. Even if you believe the notion that “the one” is the person you will commit to spending your life with, understand that nothing is ever permanent or guaranteed—sometimes not even marriage. People divorce, spouses get sick, dynamics shift…

Of course, this isn’t to say marriage shouldn’t be your goal—I personally hope to get married and start a family one day. Marriage is a beautiful commitment, one that should be respected and taken seriously. But even a lawful union does not equate ownership over another person. Your spouse is still an individual, just as you are.

3. Know You Won’t Miss Out on What’s Meant for You

I remember going through a gut-wrenching heartbreak in my mid-20s, grieving someone I thought for sure would be the father of my kids someday. After nearly six years of dating, we’d talked of getting engaged, tying the knot, checking off all the boxes society has ingrained in us.

But ultimately, we realized we were growing apart more than together. We were still so young, and we had much growing to do individually. 

After the breakup, I thought for sure I would never find someone like him again. And I was right. 

No two people—no two partners—are the same. We all bring out different sides of each other, and I truly believe that certain people come into our lives when we need them, whether to teach us valuable lessons or to show us the kind of love we deserve.

I might not have met someone like my ex, but I have met new types of people. New friends, new partners, new connections that helped me grow in ways I wouldn’t have—couldn’t have—with him. And I’m sure he can say the same about me.

Does that take away from the relationship we once had? Of course, not. If anything, it’s a testament to how genuine our bond was at the time. 

Respect and express gratitude for the love you shared with your ex while acknowledging that your relationship didn’t work out for a reason. Trust what’s around the corner, and believe you will never miss out on what’s truly meant for you.

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A new survey from Talker Research suggests that feeling is more common than people admit. One in five Americans currently in a relationship says their partner is not their soulmate. The survey included 2,000 adults, with 1,279 respondents saying they were partnered. Eighty percent said their partner is “the one.” Twenty percent said nope.

Part of the tension comes from how loose the word soulmate is. For some, it means destiny and emotional ease. For others, it means trust, shared values, and choosing the same person even when nothing feels cinematic. The survey didn’t ask respondents to define the term, which leaves space for people who feel committed without feeling cosmically certain.

Your ‘Soulmate’ Might Have a Backup Partner

Another finding adds some discomfort. Sixteen percent of people in relationships said there’s someone in their life they would leave their current partner for if that person showed romantic interest. The stat doesn’t imply someone is halfway out the door. It implies people notice temptation and decide what lines not to cross.

Adam Horvath, a clinical psychologist at Personal Psychology, addressed that reality directly. “We’re human. Attraction does not turn off when we say ‘I choose you,’” he told New York Post. Horvath emphasized that noticing feelings for someone else doesn’t automatically mean someone is a bad partner or that their relationship is failing. It means they’re paying attention to their internal world.

Problems surface when attraction becomes an escape route. Horvath explained that comparing a real partner to an imagined version of someone else often highlights something missing. Not necessarily a different person, but a quality that feels absent, like novelty, playfulness, or excitement. In those moments, the fantasy says more about the relationship’s pressure points than about destiny.

The survey also showed small gender differences. Women were slightly more likely to say their partner isn’t their soulmate. Men were more likely to say they’d leave their partner for someone else if the opportunity appeared. Millennials stood out as the group most likely to believe in soulmates at all, which makes sense for a generation raised on rom-coms and curated love stories.

None of this feels like a crisis. It feels like people trying to balance romantic ideals with adult reality, and occasionally admitting the two don’t line up perfectly. 

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Let’s explore the concept further…

What Is the Taxi Cab Theory?

The taxi cab theory is a dating assumption that suggests men will marry the person they happen to be with when they’re ready to settle down, rather than the actual love of their life.

In other words, they could be head-over-heels with “the one” for years, but if they aren’t ready for commitment, they’ll end up walking away from the person they truly loved. Then, once they’ve reached the age when they’d like to get married, they’ll propose to whoever they’re dating at that time, rather than someone they actually adore.

This theory suggests that men prioritize convenience and timing when it comes to love and commitment. They’ll choose someone, not based on compatibility and connection, but rather their readiness to take the next steps in life.

You might be wondering: why is this concept called the “taxi cab” theory? Well, the phenomenon earned its name in Season 3 of “Sex and the City,” when Miranda proposed that “men are like cabs.”

“When they’re available, their light goes on. They wake up one day, and they decide they’re ready to settle down, have babies, whatever, then they turn their light on,” Miranda stated. “The next woman they pick up, boom, that’s the one they’ll marry. It’s not fate, it’s dumb luck.”

The Issue With Miranda’s Theory

Not only is the taxi cab theory incredibly depressing if true, but it also oversimplifies and generalizes the male experience.

“The taxi cab theory is gender-specific, and not based on any research or psychological data,” Tammy Nelson PhD, Author of Open Monogamy: A Guide to Co-Creating Your Ideal Relationship Agreement, told Verywell Mind. “It is assuming heteronormative relationships where men decide to commit when they are ready to commit, regardless of who they are with.”

Nelson added that it “negates choice, attraction, and a more conscious decision around partnership.”

“It also implies that men are not choosing a partner based on their connection but rather go blindly into a relationship, regardless of their feelings,” she continued. “This is almost as assumptive as portraying men as being ‘trapped’ [in] relationships before they are ready. Either way, it doesn’t give men much credit for planning their lives, or acknowledging who they are in love with, or who might be the best long-term match.”

Not to mention, women also tend to follow timelines and succumb to pressure when they’re nearing a certain phase of their lives. This is just a natural part of dating/growing up. That’s why so many people talk about the “right person, wrong time” theory (so many theories…), which states that an ex-partner—had you met them later in life, when you were ready for commitment—likely would’ve been “the one” you settled down with. Of course, this concept is not gender-specific, yet it paints a similar picture as the taxi cab theory, without singling out men.

Is It Really That Toxic?

Moral of the story? Most humans seek companionship and commitment only when they feel ready—which doesn’t seem like a toxic trait to me. This doesn’t mean they’re only marrying because they want a spouse and kids within the next few years.

Trust me, I’ve fed myself taxi cab theory in the past while trying to reassure myself post-breakup, watching my ex give his new partner everything he once promised me. As it turns out, he just wasn’t that into me—and that’s okay. It doesn’t mean he’s “settling” with his new girlfriend, who appears to be a much greater match for him.

Compatibility often means shared timelines and life goals. It makes perfect sense to choose someone you’re aligned with—just make sure you’re truly in love with them, too.

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But life doesn’t work out that way, does it? One moment you’re graduating with an Art History diploma under your arm and a spring in your step, and the next you’ve been living in a mouldy house share with terrible transport links for three years, with the same nose ring you’ve had since you were 17 and a minor yet unsustainable coke habit.

Well, don’t stress. Your twenties are where you do a lot of the painful learning that will come to define and shape you later. There will be highs, there will be lows and you will hopefully emerge from this extra fun decade as a more self-assured, carefree and confident version of yourself. Or so I’ve been told. Before then, though, here’s every single crisis you’ll have in your twenties, usually at 2AM while lying awake in bed or staring wide-eyed into a nightclub bathroom mirror.

When do I grow up?

Looking at photographs of your parents in Kickers and Lacoste sweatshirts where they look exactly like the ones you take of your mates on disposables, you have a realisation. My parents were this age when they met, had me, graduated uni or bought a house. That doesn’t happen anymore so what’s my timeline now? Do I just trust that I’ll have all these things by 29, like the influencers?

Health vs. feeling ALIVE

My skin will be glowing, my brain a well-oiled machine, you consider smugly as you tuck into a bowl of tabbouleh and mackerel on a Friday night before attempting to watch some “Yoga with Adriene” on YouTube. But instead you glance at your Insta stories and realise literally everyone apart from you is out somewhere, in a club, surrounded by hot braless people, living, laughing and loving their way through their this entire decade while you slowly crunch on a dry Ryvita. Which is it then, you bonehead?

What am I?

It hits you that you near-arbitrarily chose your degree based on pats on the head you got as a tween – pathetic! ­– and now need to de-programme yourself from societal expectations and the basic reward feedback loop of capitalism. What would you do if you could choose? But fuck, it’s too late, and isn’t every job just replying to emails? If you’re a curious person living in the portfolio career age, assume that you’ll continue to have this every year for the rest of your life.

I’m not earning enough, why would a woman want to be with a broke worm like me?

Sadly making a big pay packet to bag a prospective partner is still a pressure for straight men in the late 2010s. Fortunately, as basically any tired female counterpart will tell you, along with having a career, friendships, potentially a family of some kind at some point, making her own decent liveable salary to buy the preventative botox, acrylics, Brazilian blow-dry, bottles of Prosecco, little dogs and all the good shit women love, is also on that impossible check-list.

The gap year

You laughed at the Tories at school going off to get palm tree tattoos and a White Saviour complex and now look at you, Googling to see if you’re too old for Camp America.

The planet is dying

See also: other existential crises. Puts the previous six mini-breakdowns into perspective when you really *get* that the heads of everyone you know will be molten fireballs in a few heatwaves’ time, you know?

Will I ever not live with four other people?

You’re moving flat in the same city for the ninth time in seven years and you think: should I just move in with my girlfriend of three months to split rent? Should I move to the absolute outer edges of this city? Should I do absolutely anything in my power to avoid living with Australians ‘travelling for a bit’? The only answer is to pray to be permanently priced out of your rental market – easy.

Do I even like all my friends?

When you were a teenager, ‘having mates’ just consisted of drinking K Cider at the park, copying each other’s coursework and deciding who you did and didn’t fancy. But now you’re 25 and supposed to contribute to WhatsApp groups and go to brunches and Monzo people £200 for Airbnbs you can’t even remember agreeing to go to, in places like Lisbon. You could carry on like this, courting dead relationships with people you never actively chose, rather shared a classroom or manager with, or you could find people you… actually like.

Am I ageing indie rocker or tasteful Cos mom?

*looks down at vintage Metallica t-shirt* Wait, when did I choose this?

Am I having enough sex?

My tits will never look this good again, you think, slowly rotating your body in front of the mirror, and then bouncing gently to check velocity and configuration. But as the old adage goes: if a tree falls in a forest and no one’s there to hear it, does it even make a sound? NB: This will be the cause of at least one of your break-ups – and good! Because the answer is no.

The shelf problem

At what point does one go from “not even thinking about shelves” to “having their own toolbox specifically to put up shelves”? No one knows, not even your dad, who claims he taught himself to put up shelves at age six.

The One is not real

You read online somewhere that everyone has three major loves, and the third is statistically supposed to be “The One.” But hold up, you’re 25 and you’ve had, what, seven? Eight if you count that woman you made out with in the back of an Uber pool, and nine if you count the person you’ve recently started dating. So either the formula is broken, or you are.

Suddenly you realise what you didn’t all those years ago: that marriage is a sham, monogamy is logically ideal but now we live ‘til 80 difficult in practice, and that everyone is a mere mortal living out the mistakes of their parents. Or, you know, The One is a concept made up by a bunch of molesting Catholics.

I’m not content in the same way that people who move to the countryside and have 2.4 kids and only go to one pub and don’t read the news seem content

You’re either one of them, or you’re not. You’ve got about five to eight years to decide. Choose wisely.

Have I already peaked?

I’ve got years left to achieve my dreams, you think to yourself, while lying in your pants watching prison docs on Netflix again. But then comes the crushing realisation that if you were on The X Factor you’d be in the “Overs” category, you’re too old to be a model unless it was for a catalogue and you still don’t know what a TikTok is.

You can’t “Have It All”

So much time has been spent trying to achieve in different arenas of your life. A lightbulb goes off and a mood like maniacal depression hits: you will never have a career, clean home, hot body and relationship. Say it again: unless you are a bred-for-Oxbridge superhuman, you will never have it all.

When do I grow up?

You’re back where you started, still a millennial Tom Hanks waiting to find your proverbial Zoltar machine. You’re still a big baby but at least now you have articles that say things like “You’re Not an Adult Until Your 30s, Scientists Say” and can exhale into your ergonomic seat, eat your Subway cookies and write a blog post about it.

@hannahrosewens / @daisythejones

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Your twenties, I’m afraid, are where you do a lot of the painful learning. As a girl, you’re evolving from someone who keeps their bra on during sex to a Self-Assured Adult Woman (SAAW). If you’re a nascent SAAW dating straight men, you’ll have to deal with varying degrees of emotional intelligence – hello, incels: yes, men are slower to develop than women – meaning you’ll inevitably swing from belief to belief about the nature of relationships. You’ll stubbornly consider each truth about men and/or dating to be gospel, all until the next disorientating experience. It’s fun! It’s a fun time!

Here are those stages. Everything you’ll believe as a woman dating men in your twenties, a timeline:

HIGH SCHOOL ‘LOVE’ IS A LIE

You spend a happy year-and-a-half googling “famous couples together since high school”, taking performative cues from porn and pretending to orgasm from poor quality penetrative sex. Then your sixth form boyfriend either cheats on you or sits you down and tells you they “love you but just need to have some sex… randomly? Spread my wings a bit?”

‘What,’ you think, ‘is “spreading your wings”?’ We did shower sex? We did it up the butt??

If you’re honest, you knew this first pillar of truth was coming. You knew sex was supposed to last longer than 45 seconds; you knew that Tiffany heart necklace he bought you for your 18th was fucking naff; you knew you were living a lie. Well done on spending the first half of uni on a Megabus to Manchester to see a boring cunt named Dan. Next.

MEN JUST WANT TO FUCK

Turns out your mum’s not wrong about literally everything: boys really are after one thing!

With that first proper breakup, you start to suspect that men are disgusting animals – pigs! rats! ratty pig-boys! – who see all women as pieces of meat and just want to endlessly rut. Post-Dan, you’re reading introductory feminism, which is confirming this miserable life lesson.

While your sexual encounters at this point can be boiled down to “two people with poorly-formed personalities rubbing bodies together”, you’re deep in a mode of believing that sex could lead to a potential relationship with every person you shag, even though you actively don’t like most of them.

AGE AND EMOTIONAL MATURITY ARE LINKED

There’s been one common thread so far: young men. Like dough, every man in their early twenties needs to be left on the counter to rise. Don’t even try to put him in the oven yet.

You know you should make efforts to date someone older.

AGE AND EMOTIONAL MATURITY ARE NOT LINKED

You decide to date an older man (aged, like, 26), who turns out to be a vile little princeling. Your big grown-up move ends in you being lumped with yet another lad being constantly passive aggressive and going silent in arguments, which is embarrassing. You decide to spend a lot of time thinking about a man’s age before bothering to date him seriously in future. Biggest curveball yet.

A PARTNER SHOULD PROVIDE FINANCIAL SECURITY

Riding a post-feminist wave, you either: i. get a legitimate pay-pig to see you through uni and/or early employment; or ii. meet someone who’s incredibly grateful to be dating you, who observes you like a breeder does a show pony, and who chooses to express their affection by throwing money at you. You get off on the transactional nature of sex and love – an empowered woman getting what she wants! Fuck men x

‘THE ONE’ IS REAL

This is it. Everything about the meeting felt fated, an instant connection you’ve never had with anyone previously. There’s no point having verbal conversations because the two of you operate on a cerebral plane. This is what Beyonce was singing about in “XO”, each day feels a tiny bit like coming up on your first ever pill. They had your hair in a hand-held ponytail while you threw up, and went to the corner shop to get loo roll when you had the shits. They go down on you to completion and cook actual recipes off a phone when you come over. Friends comment that they’ve never seen you this happy. You don’t have to try. This person treats you like a human being, not like a girl or woman. Disney and your mum (again!) and heteronormative patriarchy were right! The One True Love exists! That’s why everyone else feels terrible – they’re not in true love, the sad-sacks!

‘THE ONE’ IS NOT REAL

One or both of you fucks it, because – you realise – one or both of you didn’t know yourself as well as you thought you did.

For the next year you spend much of your free time in the corner of a pub, bitterly asking couples questions about how long they’ve been together, snorting smugly when it’s under two years. Pathetic! Importantly, you realise that no relationship begins until the magic two-year mark – before that is the honeymoon period, which is a lie – and that there is no “One”. Everyone older than you who stayed in their first Real Love relationship is made of less complex matter than you, doesn’t know themselves well enough and hasn’t had the miserable life experience, so will definitely just reach middle-age and have an embarrassing period of….

HOEING IS REAL

… fucking everyone you can get your hands on. Yeah, obviously you once saw yourself settled down by this late stage in life, aged 25, but why have another failed relationship when you can make everyone laugh at your stories (your life).

Expect cartoon bedspreads, pillows that smell of scalp, week-old discarded ready meal trays and watching men play video games on loop. You’ll also see some massive dicks. Swings and roundabouts.

You learn: threesomes are high drama but ultimately unsatisfying; that sex can be very good and very bad, and all the shades in between; and that although it is possible to fancy many “types” of person, you mostly just gravitate towards the same lads ad infinitum like a horny homing pigeon.

MEN DON’T ALWAYS WANT TO FUCK; IN FACT, DO STRAIGHT MEN EVEN LIKE SEX?

You realise dating is just turning up at a venue, having 3.5 pints and leaving thinking either, ‘What is wrong with me?’ or, ‘What is wrong with you?’ While you are desperately seeking sex, men are desperately seeking… a girlfriend? They also aren’t the sexual aggressors you once believed them to be. Most men are just clueless puppies, bemused but pleased when you flirt with them. This goes against everything you were taught in PSHE and have been conditioned to believe. You are the initiator of the actual sex, while men reply to your sexts with nonsensical emojis.

In fact, the more you mature, the more you see other people clearly. A few men have fantasies about you, project them onto you and see whatever they want to see at that specific time. You recognise this and back away. Are you… beginning to know what you want?

OKAY, AGE AND EMOTIONAL MATURITY: CONFIRMED, NOT LINKED

You date a man in his mid-thirties who calls his exes narcissists. He has a tantrum because you subtly emasculate him by ordering first at a bar or beating him in a neck-and-neck game of table football, and exits the room screaming about his mother.

PARTNERS SHOULD PROVIDE NOTHING BUT A GOOD FUCK AND A LAUGH

Is this you settling or becoming more realistic? Who knows! The better part of a decade has shown you that all you needed from a man all along was: the ability to go three times in a night and a consistent flow of quality memes.

CLARITY / NAMASTE / DEATH IS COMING / LOOK AT ALL THAT I’VE LEARNT

You find peace with dating. Facts: romantic relationships really do require compromise, should never be transactional, you should always be present when you’re with someone (get off your phone for an evening, Jesus) and it’s only going to work if you like the same kind of sex, I’m sorry. You see younger women giving inspirational dating advice online and feel ancient and content about that.

Maybe you meet someone else who makes you want to create another cult of two. Someone you look at while they engage with other people and think, ‘Yep, I’d crawl across broken glass for that shithead.’ Maybe you have a second “The One Is Not Real” meltdown six months down the line.

Either way, it is now that you realise you – and everyone else – ultimately knows very little about dating. That includes knowing what you want. But you are clear about what you don’t want. You leave situations that aren’t right quicker and with more belief that everything will be OK. You develop something resembling personal boundaries. If you’re very lucky, you won’t date someone with single raw pillows ever again.

@hannahrosewens

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Ah yes. Grammy. The elusive one we all wish to know, but few will. Grammy have the power to change the world. Grammy teach us about ourself. Grammy contain many mystery.

The stars all gathered in Horlywood around night to gaze upon Grammy.

“It is the one true Grammy! Look upon her and exult!” exclaimed one starlet. Grammy, resplendent. Grammy, beautiful. Grammy, magical.

“Mine eyes have seen Grammy!” shouted another. “None shall be worthy to be looked upon again.”

For many, Grammy remain unknowable. Many chase Grammy for whole lives, but Grammy yield no secrets.

Do Grammy live on the mountain? Do Grammy live in the sea? Do Grammy live in the tallest skyscraper in the grandest city? Do Grammy live in the tiniest house in the teeniest village?

Grammy, Grammy, Grammy. We have more question about Grammy now than when we began asking. Ah, Grammy, the jewel of our eye.

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“I was studying abroad and there was this guy I had a crush on. We hooked up after a party and he wanted me to stay over, but I thought I would play it cool and went back to where I was staying,” says Allison*. “A few days later, I realized he was really hurt by that, and I tried to repair things, but the momentum was gone. He started dating someone else.”

Many years later, Allison still believes her semester abroad would have been more successful if everything had worked out with her crush. This kind of magical thinking is not unique, according Dr. Sarah Millstein, a clinical social worker and therapist located in New York, who has seen the thought process come up in her practice. “I believe it is not the reality of that person. The person has been turned into an object that represents things far beyond and likely unrelated to who that person is,” she tells Broadly. “What unconscious or imagined desired qualities can that ‘object’ bestow? There is a longing for perfection and wholeness that can be particularly intense when a person has a history of loss.”

Read more: People Explain Why They Got Back Together with Their Ex

Fixating on the “one that got away” can become particularly terrible if it gets in the way of focusing on building a healthy relationship. “A healthy person is able to see all the qualities of the object and understand that he/she was not perfect—not ‘the only one,'” explains Millstein. But the fixation can become severe if people are unwilling, whether because of trauma or learned behavior, to see their fantasy object as a real person.

I was convinced I had made the biggest mistake of my life.

“I had an emotional affair with a man who was in a very serious relationship,” says Alaina. “At one point there was definitely an opportunity to make things physical. I never pursued it and when they got married I was convinced I had made the biggest mistake of my life. I sat in the back row of their wedding (without a date) and sobbed and had to pretend it was because I was happy for them, but really I was just miserable in every aspect of my life.”

Alaina, who has been in a relationship now for a year, sees how her obsession led to her unhappiness in other relationships. “I compared everyone to him,” she says. “But we’d never even kissed so I have no idea what it would have been like to date him in real life. In my head, everything was perfect.”

Millstein agrees that fixating on the idea of “the one that got away” is unhealthy, but stresses that it is something many people do and not just in the context of romantic relationships. “This is an interesting and complex topic and applies to so many things—the ‘best’ vacation, pair of shoes, etc. Everyone wants to win gold,” she says.

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Sometimes the overly simplistic nature of this kind of belief becomes obvious only when the situation is flipped. Alaina was recently contacted by a man she dated in college, which was more than a decade ago for her. “He asked me if I wanted to go on a trip with him,” she says. “It felt so random and out of the blue for me that it was kind of creepy. He couldn’t know who I was as a person all these years later.” It was only when she compared her own experience with the married man that she realized that, in this case, she was the “one that got away.”

*Names have been changed.

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“I wrote ‘Last Dance’ in Toronto with Talay Riley and it’s produced by Koz,” explains Dua. “I was homesick and tired and was really missing home. It was a very honest moment for me where I was able to write about how I was feeling that very moment. Every time I listen back to the track it takes me back to that exact moment and how I felt. It’s kind of magic.”

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The anonymous (just kidding, we know who he is) Grammy-nominated producer Zhu continues to make his presence known through a carefully crafted level of mystique. Today he has released a new video for his track “The One,” taken from his debut multi-track, The Nightday.

Led by the track’s intro of saucy horns, the video follows suit with the artist’s hallmark aesthetic. In a mostly black and white, near film-noir-esque style, we follow along as a sexy seductress shaves the head of an unknown male captive, vaporizes his blood into a goblet, and then makes a serious mess out of a perfectly good rotisserie chicken. Eventually, the cops break up the entire dinner party moments before she appears to drill a hole into the dude’s sternum. Ouch!

Like Zhu’s ethos as an artist, this video is intended to slightly confuse the viewer and puts the focus on what happens in the shadows. Look closely at the video’s final frame, and you’ll even see a ghostly silhouette exiting the room, a figure which is more than likely Zhu himself.

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The video’s final clip even reveals this handful of European tour dates:
May 22 – Ibiza
May 25 – Amsterdam
May 27- London
May 29 – Paris
June 1 – Brussels

Zhu is on Facebook // SoundCloud // Twitter

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You know how when you’re feeling lonely and sad about how life and love has turned out and everywhere you look people are PDA-ing on public transport and stuff? I have been there and when I’m there—”there” being the pits of dispair—I feel like shouting: “NO TOUCHING!” just like the prison guards on Arrested Development. Well if this mindset is familiar, or you are in fact groping for a rope ladder out of said Pit of Charred Hearts, then it’s best that you don’t watch this video. Unless you’re a masochist.

That being said: PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER. This is a cute video full of cute, real life couples, doing cute things. Like strolling, spooning, nuzzling, hand holding, gazing, shopping for carpets, and jogging. Jogging? Ugh, that’s not cute.

“The One” by Wolf Colony (not to be confused with Wolf Parade, Wolf Gang, Wolf People, Wolf Eyes, Wolfmother, or Patrick Wolf) is a genuinely lovely cut of DIY bedroom pop that calls mind the plush 80s melodies of Baby Alpaca or the crooner cool of Josef Salvat. Nice 80s synths. The NYC-based duo (“Wolf” plus producer Neal Sarin) call their music “emotional electronica” which pretty much sums it up.

“I wanted the video to be all inclusive and universal,” explained Wolf Colony of the video. “It was a beautiful experience getting to know these couples and seeing how they interact with each other. I’m also a big fan of Humans of New York and that sparked the initial idea of ‘Couples of New York.'”

Wolf Colony’s album, Unmasked, will be released on 3.3. “The One” is out now.

Kim Taylor Bennett writes like she’s unhinged, but she’s actually super well balanced and she’s on Twitter.

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