Pop Princess
Nov. 14th, 2023 09:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bloodyrosemccoySome previously unknown enemy of mine has decided to make themself known by engineering it so that the space place is now running a Laser Taylor Swift show twice during my shifts, so I spent the hour before the premier frantically texting my sister to see if she could explain Taylor Swift to me.
She cannot.
And it turns out, in an astonishing coincidence that is probably a result of Swift's evil marketing team, my sister is stuck at her job at The Bookstore* trying to figure out what Swiftian merchandise to buy.
Me, though, I was unaware of which songs were Taylor's, aside from "Shake it Off" as a result of my unfortunate Channel Awesome phase,** so this was all going to be, uh, new to me.
ME: This music sounds really generic! IS it generic, or is that a result of ten thousand artists copying her and saturating the radio waves with it?
SISTER: I think it's like vanilla. Her music's sweet and neutral so a billion people like her.
ME: YOU TAKE THAT BACK ABOUT VANILLA
ME: I'm having flashbacks to sitting in a dentist's office. I think they must have had the radio on there or something?
Anyway, as we ran the sold-out show with a bunch of happy, WOO!ing white Utahns, I could feel myself regressing to my musically unsynchronized, nonconforming, reactionary, pop princess-hating teenage self, hunching in on myself into a ball of annoyance. I was talking myself down at this point, telling myself I'm sure Taylor is very nice, that the cute music is cute and not evil, andHANG ON SHE'S PASSED THE BILLIONAIRE THRESHOLD? EAT HER!
Oh, god. I'm gonna wind up with Stockholm Syndrome liking this music, aren't I.
At least it's not the Holiday Cosmic Light Show Spectacular we usually run this time of year.*** But I'm gonna have to start carrying my noise-cancelers to work again.
*Not the posh indie bookstore she used to work at. They treated her so bad there that I think our house is at war with them now. This is the cool indie bookstore she currently works at.
**As an aside, going by my usual taste correlation with Todd in the Shadows where I enjoy the stuff he can't stand, I should be totally into it. But I can't get over his deadpan, world-weary "hey" after her perky little "Hey, hey, hey!"
*** Which has already earned my tired acceptance.
She cannot.
And it turns out, in an astonishing coincidence that is probably a result of Swift's evil marketing team, my sister is stuck at her job at The Bookstore* trying to figure out what Swiftian merchandise to buy.
Me, though, I was unaware of which songs were Taylor's, aside from "Shake it Off" as a result of my unfortunate Channel Awesome phase,** so this was all going to be, uh, new to me.
ME: This music sounds really generic! IS it generic, or is that a result of ten thousand artists copying her and saturating the radio waves with it?
SISTER: I think it's like vanilla. Her music's sweet and neutral so a billion people like her.
ME: YOU TAKE THAT BACK ABOUT VANILLA
ME: I'm having flashbacks to sitting in a dentist's office. I think they must have had the radio on there or something?
Anyway, as we ran the sold-out show with a bunch of happy, WOO!ing white Utahns, I could feel myself regressing to my musically unsynchronized, nonconforming, reactionary, pop princess-hating teenage self, hunching in on myself into a ball of annoyance. I was talking myself down at this point, telling myself I'm sure Taylor is very nice, that the cute music is cute and not evil, andHANG ON SHE'S PASSED THE BILLIONAIRE THRESHOLD? EAT HER!
Oh, god. I'm gonna wind up with Stockholm Syndrome liking this music, aren't I.
At least it's not the Holiday Cosmic Light Show Spectacular we usually run this time of year.*** But I'm gonna have to start carrying my noise-cancelers to work again.
*Not the posh indie bookstore she used to work at. They treated her so bad there that I think our house is at war with them now. This is the cool indie bookstore she currently works at.
**As an aside, going by my usual taste correlation with Todd in the Shadows where I enjoy the stuff he can't stand, I should be totally into it. But I can't get over his deadpan, world-weary "hey" after her perky little "Hey, hey, hey!"
*** Which has already earned my tired acceptance.
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Date: 2023-11-15 08:18 am (UTC)… then again, I'm a U2 fan, so maybe I can't judge.