Phoebe Bridgers Has Auspicious Astrology

With her devastating 2017 debut album, PHOEBE BRIDGERS arrived like a bolt of lightning, a premonition of indie’s electric future. And now the astrology-loving, early rising, slightly witchy 25-year-old is focused on her next album—and learning how to be comfortable in her own skin.

- Gabriella Paiella

THE DAY BEFORE we meet, Phoebe Bridgers left her therapist’s office only to discover that her car, a red Toyota Prius, had been hit by a bus.

“I saw a note on my car and was like, I got a ticket,” she recalls. “And then I was like, Wait—nope, I did not.” She took it in stride, more amused than resigned.

“It’s drivable, so whatever.”

If a bus slamming into your car while you were in therapy feels like a heavy-handed signal from the universe, it would also be a perfect line in a Phoebe Bridgers song. The singer-songwriter, 25, first made waves with her 2017 album, Stranger in the Alps, a collection of confessional and melancholic folk-rock tracks textured with the mundanities of day-to-day life. Her debut landed her on best-of lists and the late-night TV circuit; John Mayer tweeted out her song “Funeral,” writing that it signaled the “arrival of a giant.” She followed up Stranger with two collaborative projects: boygenius, the supergroup she formed with similarly openhearted musicians Julien Baker and Lucy Dacus, and Better Oblivion Community Center, a duo act with sad-boy legend Conor Oberst. Oberst told me he was “floored” when he first heard Bridgers’s music, describing her voice as “an old friend you didn’t know you had.”

Bridgers can feel like the avatar for a micro-generation that chronically divulges its feelings, discusses being sad and horny like it’s small talk about the weather, and is extremely, debilitatingly online. For instance, she is an avid fan of the internet-culture podcast Reply All and is especially active on Twitter, where she posts wry missives like “hey there Delilah are you mad at me” and “if eating ass is wrong I don’t want to be right.”