Taylor Swift's latest
Ever feel like you're being force-fed the same meal repeatedly, while everyone around you claims it's haute cuisine? That's the vibe with Taylor Swift's latest, "The Tortured Poets Department." Despite her releasing nine albums in the last five years, her music remains relentlessly unavoidable. 😴
I'm listening to it once right now, and the album feels like an overwrought therapy session, and even the title prompts a yawn so wide, it could swallow the record whole. One standout lyric, "My boredom's bone deep," from 'Guilty as Sin' perfectly captures the profound ennui pervading this album-a deep, existential weariness. Critics are busy slapping labels like "revolutionary" and "profound" on it, but if profound means as captivating as watching paint dry, then sure, they nailed it.
With the success and resources at her disposal, it's baffling why we must endure such lyrics. Meanwhile, Swifties stand ready to defend her every chord, heralding even a symphony of burps as avant-garde. Swift's omnipresence turns every release into an inescapable cultural moment, ensuring her music infiltrates every corner of our lives, turning cafes and car radios into relentless earworm factories. 🎶
The album is critic-proof, sure. Taylor could literally fart on a track and the Swiftie cult would call it revolutionary. I don't feel the need to willingly press play again after this listen; I'm sure I'll catch every song in cafes, on radios, and at parties.
Taylor, once the relatable artist of catchy tunes about youthful romances and heartbreaks, now seems trapped in a vortex of gloom and self-importance, dragging us along. It's high time for a shift, a pivot back to the days of sparkle and simplicity, or perhaps even a break from the relentless release cycle. How about a song celebrating a perfect day, a great haircut, or the joy of stumbling upon the best taco truck in town? On behalf of music fans everywhere feeling the fatigue: Taylor, consider giving us-and yourself-a little breathing room. Maybe even let us miss you a bit, so that when you return, it's with the freshness that once captured our hearts, not just our attention. 🌮
#SwiftSaturation #TorturedPoets #SwiftOverload #newmusic2024
I'm listening to it once right now, and the album feels like an overwrought therapy session, and even the title prompts a yawn so wide, it could swallow the record whole. One standout lyric, "My boredom's bone deep," from 'Guilty as Sin' perfectly captures the profound ennui pervading this album-a deep, existential weariness. Critics are busy slapping labels like "revolutionary" and "profound" on it, but if profound means as captivating as watching paint dry, then sure, they nailed it.
With the success and resources at her disposal, it's baffling why we must endure such lyrics. Meanwhile, Swifties stand ready to defend her every chord, heralding even a symphony of burps as avant-garde. Swift's omnipresence turns every release into an inescapable cultural moment, ensuring her music infiltrates every corner of our lives, turning cafes and car radios into relentless earworm factories. 🎶
The album is critic-proof, sure. Taylor could literally fart on a track and the Swiftie cult would call it revolutionary. I don't feel the need to willingly press play again after this listen; I'm sure I'll catch every song in cafes, on radios, and at parties.
Taylor, once the relatable artist of catchy tunes about youthful romances and heartbreaks, now seems trapped in a vortex of gloom and self-importance, dragging us along. It's high time for a shift, a pivot back to the days of sparkle and simplicity, or perhaps even a break from the relentless release cycle. How about a song celebrating a perfect day, a great haircut, or the joy of stumbling upon the best taco truck in town? On behalf of music fans everywhere feeling the fatigue: Taylor, consider giving us-and yourself-a little breathing room. Maybe even let us miss you a bit, so that when you return, it's with the freshness that once captured our hearts, not just our attention. 🌮
#SwiftSaturation #TorturedPoets #SwiftOverload #newmusic2024