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THE last place Courtney Barnett visited before a global pandemic destroyed her plans, along with everyone else’s, was a picturesque spot in the Mojave Desert named Sunfair. “Looking back, it seems like a moment hovering in time,” she says. “It’s beautiful, boundless and mysterious out there. Properly out in the desert. I happened to be staying in Joshua Tree, having a break after my solo tour. I went to Stella’s [Mozgawa, Warpaint drummer] birthday party. I was feeling particularly socially anxious that day, so I felt unnecessarily insecure meeting new people. By the time I fell asleep early the next morning, all those fears and insecurities had faded. That same day, I started writing a song.”

“Sunfair Sundown” appears as the second track on Barnett’s new album, Things Take Time, Take Time. “It centres around a mutual friend,” she explains. “She had just bought a house that day, so we were celebrating that, musing on life, existence, the art of getting lost, all those kinds of things.”

“The sunsets are ever-changing and always mind-blowing in the desert,” says Stella Mozgawa. “It’s a very special place; it makes a huge effect on people, especially artistic people. Everyone there that night has acknowledged that it was kind of the last party of our lives, because then immediately the Covid spike emerged and everyone flew back home. That was our final memory of a different world, I think.”

After that celebration – its poignancy akin to something from a doomsday sci-fi novel – Barnett flew back to Melbourne to begin a period of enforced isolation. Living on her own, in a new apartment, she found herself undergoing cold turkey after seven years of manic activity, travel and expanding fame.

“It’s been one of the quietest periods of my life, I guess,” says Barnett on a video call from Melbourne, her music room dim in the light of the Australian winter. “But I’ve been rolling with it. I’m lucky enough to be able to work from home, which is a real privilege. It’s been quiet, but I think it’s been a

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