On July 29th, series five of Love Island came to a hotly-anticipated conclusion, crowning Limerick’s own Greg O’Shea the winner alongside Amber Gill. The country breathed a collective sigh of a relief, from those grateful to have their evenings free one again, and those who were sick to the back teeth of hearing about the show in the first place.
For me, it brought to an end hours of watching, meme-making, Insta storying and playlist-making, having painstakingly Shazamed every song featured throughout the show for my own listening. I shared the playlist with friends and followers, who were after a similar collection of tropical house banger to soundtrack their own real life recouplings and neon parties.
Then, the messages started coming in: “Hello Fionnuala, my name is [redacted] and I work with a record company based out of [redacted]. I came across your Love Island 2019 playlist and wanted to pitch a song to you. It’s by a brand new artist and this is their first song. Here is the link. Let me know what you think! We would be happy to pay a contribution to be featured.”
Why was I, a nobody reality TV junkie with a playlist boasting a 2k strong following, being solicited by random A&Rs on Facebook?