Tina, Our Rock n Roll Queen
There’s a certain point in our Highbrow Hippie playlist, where it launches into 30 straight minutes of Tina Turner. It usually occurs around 4pm, a point in the day where our collective energy starts to lag and we need an injection of joy to get us over the finish line. It’s one of my favorite times of day.
Almost 6 years ago, Highbrow Hippie almost ceased to exist. We found ourselves walking away from a toxic arrangement, starting over from scratch after years of hard work. Like Tina, we walked away with the rights to our name, two women in our 40s, bruised and utterly devastated, but with an unfaltering belief in ourselves and what we had to offer the world. And what’s in a name? Sometimes, everything. It’s your power, your agency, your freedom.