I like Taylor Swift. I do not like Taylor Swift’s new song, Speak Now. She’s spunky, she’s cute, and her songs make my head bop, but listening to her simultaneously plagiarize herself yet attempt to be edgier makes my stomach turn. I just want to shake her and say, “Stop trying to be different! You’re so darn cute as a sellout! But maybe, possibly, take one tiny step away from that 1-4-5 chord progression…” On any ordinary occasion, this kind of letdown would not upset me in any meaningful way, but let’s just say, Taylor and I go way back. From my first heartbreak, to my first rejection, to first loves…Taylor has really been holding my hand through it all. I just couldn’t have done it without her right there to remind me that “when you’re fifteen and somebody tells you they love you, you’re gonna believe them.” How wise, Tay. But really, I don’t think I’ve ever passed up a chance to belt along to one of her latest hits when driving alone on a sunny day with the windows down. And I will proudly admit that I own the majority of her released (and some unreleased!) songs. Fortunately, this disappointment is sure to fade when her new album drops, and I am distracted by the plethora of alluring hooks waiting to be heard.
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