- Titanic Sinclair
- Poppy is a YouTube star whose strange videos have become an online phenomenon.
- The artist is the subject of several rumors, including that she might be a robot, a member of the Illuminati, or a pawn subjected to mind control.
This is Poppy. A 22-year-old YouTube prima donna and pop princess, Poppy currently occupies one of the weirdest corners of the web – and, in her two-year existence online, she has already inspired her own religion.
Her YouTube channel, “Poppy,” is a hallucinatory digital wormhole with hundreds of videos, many of which have garnered millions of views.
And it seems that Poppy’s hold on pop culture has only just begun. This year, Poppy released her first studio album, embarked on a nationwide tour, was featured in a Sanrio ad campaign, and teamed up with Comedy Central for a Snapchat show.
Poppy makes music, but given the scope of her output on YouTube (she produces a new video nearly every day) that’s only a marginal part of what she does. She also brushes her hair, eats cotton candy, talks with plants and sinister mannequins, applies makeup, paints, crawls, jumps, and lays on the floor. Her videos depict a chilly, robot-inflected reality that’s rendered in candied pastel hues. Tell Poppy that you find her videos to be creepy, and she’ll answer, sweetly, “Thank you.”
Poppy’s personality is a cross between a chatbot and a child. If you ask Poppy a question, she’s sure to answer with demure, algorithmic precision. Where is she from? The internet. What does she like to do for fun? Listen to “the sound of rain falling” in “videos on YouTube.com.” How old is she? She doesn’t identify with age. “Age is just too 2016,” she says.
The phenomenon known as Poppy has been the subject of protracted profiles and ponderous think-pieces. Among her ardent fan base – “Poppy Seeds,” as they’re called – she’s a figure worthy of worship. Commenters on Reddit and YouTube profess to their undying love for Poppy and call her “the queen” and “goddess.” One fan has even gone so far as to establish a religion dedicated to Poppy, called “Poppyism.”
But Poppy’s pre-packaged persona isn’t entirely of her own making. The character known as “Poppy” can largely be attributed to Titanic Sinclair, Poppy’s director, whose bleached platinum hair makes him look as though he could be Poppy’s older sibling. According to Sinclair, he met Poppy at a party in Hollywood two years earlier.
Sinclair says he was immediately struck by Poppy’s originality. “I’d never met someone who is as creative as her,” he tells Business Insider. “Her workflow and the way her brain works is similar to mine. It just made sense that we would work together.”
According to both Poppy and Sinclair, there is no Poppy that exists prior to the internet version of Poppy. Like the Poppy video in which she repeats the words “I’m Poppy” for 10 minutes straight, we’re reminded that Poppy is Poppy is Poppy: She exists in a continuously self-justifying loop, a character unfettered by the constructs of time and boundaries of logic.
Of course, in the internet age, it’s not difficult to find the identities of Poppy and Sinclair online. A quick search reveals that Poppy and Sinclair’s real names are Moriah Pereira and Corey Mixter, respectively. She’s from Nashville and he’s from Michigan, and they have a shared interest in video-making and pop music.
But attempting to piece together the historical realities of the people, or characters, now known as Sinclair and Poppy, isn’t really all that fun, nor is it very interesting. It’s more fun, for instance, to be in on the illusion, or at the very least, to suspend disbelief and believe along with the rest of the internet, that Poppy might be the first real iteration of a flesh-and-blood AI manifestation.
Rumors swirl among Poppy’s fans. Is Poppy real? Is she a pawn subjected to mind control? Is she a member of the Illuminati? Is she even human?
- Titanic Sinclair
On the surface, Poppy and Sinclair have done their best to quash these stories. In their videos, they’ve both openly stated that Poppy isn’t involved in a cult and even gone to such impish measures as to emblazon the message “I am not in a cult led by Poppy,” on a T-shirt, available for purchase on Poppy’s website.
But at the same time, the duo obliquely fuels the occult fantasies within their work: In one video, Poppy softly repeats, “I am not in a cult” as masked figures in white body suits leverage Illuminati iconography above her head. At a recent concert, Poppy passed out cups of Kool-Aid right after announcing that “Poppy is not responsible for any fatalities.”
Poppy’s intrigue is only heightened by the conspiracy theories, which orbit her persona like satellites. These rumors, in part, are one of the key reasons Poppy is entirely unique, and why she’s so successful. In an age of immediate internet access, Poppy has achieved the impossible: She’s managed to maintain an aura of mystery. As more and more pop stars provide their fans with intimate access to their personal lives through documentaries and social media, Poppy is a refreshing counterpoint.
Poppy won’t everdish up the drama of her love life. Poppy doesn’t want you to wonder about her past, and she certainly isn’t going to tell you about the turmoils of being an artist. She’s an otherworldly, semi-Warholian product, and she’s here to entertain you.
“People are going to dig into whatever they want to,” says Titanic, but this line of rhetoric “isn’t interesting.” He likens people who attempt to pin down Poppy’s real identity to an audience attempting to deconstruct the method in a magic trick.
And Sinclair maintains that Poppy isn’t an illusion at all. She’s the real deal. A bonafide kawaii child Barbie doll who only wants “to fill the world with love.”
“The world is a lot more exciting when you don’t have the curtain pulled to reveal all of the wires,” says Sinclair. “It’s always a huge let down when a magic trick is revealed and you realize it’s just sleight of hand or some sort of simple illusion.” If you pull aside the curtain, and attempt to crack Poppy’s hyper-curated persona, in the end, the only person you’ve cheated is yourself.