THE PART I EDITED OUT
Adriane Quinlan on why she cares so, so much.
Feb 09
Takers?
Whoops. I have an extra ticket to Yeasayer tonight at Music Hall of Williamsburg. Doors at 8. It’s $16 dollars. Any takers? Email me ASQuinlan (at) gmail
PS: Javelin — perhaps the best party music mixers on the scene — and Class Actress are opening.
Feb 08
what in tarnation was grizzly bear thinking when they sold a song for a super bowl commercial? truly, the wonderful piano plunks on two weeks will never sound as innocent. (although, on the plus side, i’ll forever associate drew brees with grizzly bear piano plunks). volkswagen should know that if you feature stevie wonder punching someone in your ad, you might as well just play a stevie wonder song. and plus they should have just quit while they were ahead with that nick drake ad.
Stop moaning about indie musicians being in major commercials, kids, and start buying CDs instead of cars.
Oh, and BTW: indie bands in super bowl? also Arcade Fire x 100 & The Heavy on that Kia ad… Anyone else count any?
Bleugh. Society. Bleugh Bluehg
Oh gosh, the recession’s over. Can we please stop with the whole fear of the rising-poor-as-“zombies” thing?
Guess not:
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Pictures my mom took this weekend on my old street in DC. That’s her cat!
Feb 05
What's her age again?
As ♥TT will vouch, I really love Taylor Swift. (The first time I can remember hearing a song of hers is when my tiny cousin, Kate, now six, played “Our Song” on my aunt’s iPhone.) For a few days a few weeks ago, I felt bad about this, because Molly Lambert had a point:
Meanwhile the not-a-girl, not-yet-a-woman demographic is flooded with New Moon and Taylor Swift. Transgressive as their popularity alone may be, both Twilight and Taylor ascribe to a world view that too many fourteen year girls are already inoculated with. An entirely boy-centric romatic one, where nothing is interesting unless it involves crushes and the surrounding drama. Even fifth wave feminist Megan Fox admits there’s no such thing as Megan Fox.
Though her argument is somewhat similar to my noted objections to Twilight, Molly takes issue less with Bella’s attraction to a mean boy than with her focus on boys in general….
Wow. I’m going to go all out on a limb and start a Tumblr fight. You can go to those links and see what those boys are saying. But as a twenty-something woman, I’m going to go ahead and disagree.
To acknowledge where I think Johnny’s right: sure I still have crushes on guys that develop their own narratives. But I feel completely different about these men than I did as a teenager.
John Fowles wrote, describing the virgin engagement of his ingenue in The French Lieutenant’s Woman, that she cries immediately — of course, because:
“How can you mercilessly imprison all natural sexual instinct for twenty years and then not expect the prisoner to be racked with sobs when the doors are thrown open?”
This is exactly what I don’t feel with each new hook-up. When you’re a teenager, you have nothing to measure a new boy against. You’ve never been loved. Thus, he equals everything.
Now, with each new lover all I feel is nuance and shading. There are no longer high-stakes nothing-or-everything boys. There are just men, whom I believe I see better for their complexities. When I listen to Taylor Swift, all I hear is a girl looking for a man to free her. She’s still a prisoner. And she’ll grow out of it.
And don’t get me wrong — I don’t think not being a teenager is the end of romance. I think it’s the start of a growing confidence about how to navigate it. Out with the ingenue, in with the actual woman.
