so virile and blatantly masculine he will lead me through the steps like he’s ready to strip me and fuck me right there;Tony, who has the smooth moves but refuses to follow the steps, just like in every other aspect of his life;Anton, whose snake hips might just turn some straight ...
Atop '80s-inspired electropop synths courtesy of longtime collaborator and co-producerJack Antonoff, the lyrics are unexpectedly dismal for Swift: "I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary/ And I love you, it's ruining my life." Featured artistPost Malonethen sweeps in wit...
“[I] loved this concert and how she utilized expressive dance to further the emotions her songs evoke. Her dance paired with the amazing lighting and set design made a once in a lifetime concert,” said concert attendee Ashley Likins.The live rendition of “Working for the Knif...
A couple of years ago, the 27-year-old believed she knew all there was to know about life, an understandable dose of faith for someone who has spent most of her teens and early adulthood in the public eye. “More of my life has taken place on the internet now than it ever did befo...
Either “Butterfly” or “The Emancipation of Mimi.” I put both of those in a good place, which is mainly because of where I was in my life at the time. They’re happy records, although the lyrics might be a little bit on the sad side — a little on the crying...
It feels really special to be at this point in my life where all of my interests and all of my skills are…[being put] to use for the first time in singular projects. I've always had a million jobs, but now being able to tie everything together and offer all of my gifts back to...
“Close My Eyes” captures the anxiety of grasping onto youth in a shiny, synthy, indie-rock bubble that masks the visceral panic of the lyrics. On “Garden Life,” he confronts the small and ambivalent pockets of life from the perspective of someone who’s seen some of the highest ...
, will have her revisiting that time in her life, too. three decades later, guyville has never stopped being relevant as a rejection of indie rock beta-male fuckery, but also as an affirmation of something bigger: embodied female sexuality and a hard-won sense of autonomy. “flower,” my...
Well, Sister Madly does not play the bassoon, but she does not turn Town Crier every time she passes by the symphony. She simply goes through life not playing the bassoon. The Professor, however, assumed that Reverend Lump made such an announcement due to a shellfish allergy. ...
next chapter of her life. She’s eager to see how this one, with its open arms and sense of adventure, manifests itself. “We’re going somewhere,” she says with a mysterious grin. “I don’t know where we’re going. But wherever it is, my feet are going to be on the ground...