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My Favorite Songs of 2011

Filed under: music — aaron at 10:47 am on Saturday, December 31, 2011
  1. “Shake It Out” – Florence + the Machine
  2. “Civilian” – Wye Oak
  3. “Crystalline” – Björk
  4. “Tomorrow Has to Wait” – Peter Bjorn and John
  5. “Whirring” – The Joy Formidable
  6. “Abducted” – Cults
  7. “Ni**as in Paris” – Jay-Z and Kanye West
  8. “Especially Me” – Low
  9. “Codex” – Radiohead
  10. “Sadness Is a Blessing” – Lykke Li
  11. “Cruel” – St. Vincent
  12. “How Come You Never Go There” – Feist
  13. “Crystalfilm” – Little Dragon
  14. “Grown Ocean” – Fleet Foxes
  15. “Holocene” – Bon Iver
  16. “Hanging On” – Active Child
  17. “Heart in Your Heartbreak” – The Pains of Being Pure at Heart
  18. “Coming Down” – Dum Dum Girls
  19. “Codes and Keys” – Death Cab For Cutie
  20. “Vomit” – Girls
  21. “White Elephant” – Ladytron
  22. “Katy on a Mission” – Katy B
  23. “Wake and Be Fine” – Okkervil River
  24. “Every Night My Teeth Are Falling Out” – The Antlers
  25. “Taken For a Fool” – The Strokes
  26. “What About Us?” – Handsome Furs
  27. “Goshen” – Beirut
  28. “Will Do” – TV on the Radio
  29. “Ice Cream” – Battles featuring Matias Aguayo
  30. “Hawaiian Air” – Friendly Fires
  31. “Words I Never Said” – Lupe Fiasco
  32. “Still Sound” – Toro Y Moi
  33. “Where I’m Going” – Cut Copy
  34. “Blackout” – Anna Calvi
  35. “End of Time” – Beyoncé
  36. “Stilyagi” – Puro Instinct
  37. “Someone Like You” – Adele
  38. “Losers” – The Belle Brigade
  39. “Freak Out” – Tapes ‘n Tapes
  40. “Young Blood” – The Naked and Famous
  41. “You Could Have It All” – CSS
  42. “Got It All (This Can’t Be Living)” – Portugal. The Man
  43. “Still” – Bombay Bicycle Club
  44. “Starlight” – Rachael Yamagata
  45. “First of the Year (Equinox)” – Skrillex
  46. “Everyday” – Rusko
  47. “Lose It” – Austra
  48. “Endless Summer” – Still Corners
  49. “Manners” – Icona Pop
  50. “Kimmi in a Rice Field” – Twin Sister
  51. “Found Love in a Graveyard” – Veronica Falls
  52. “Twins” – Gem Club
  53. “Don’t Sit Down ‘Cause I’ve Moved Your Chair” – Arctic Monkeys
  54. “Post Break-Up Sex” – The Vaccines
  55. “Jejune Stars” – Bright Eyes
  56. “Shatter Your Lungs” – The Get Up Kids
  57. “Chapel Song” – We Are Augustines
  58. “Colours” – Grouplove
  59. “Drug” – White Denim
  60. “Money” – The Drums
  61. “Baby Missiles” – The War on Drugs
  62. “Simple Math” – Manchester Orchestra
  63. “Changing” – The Airborne Toxic Event
  64. “Breaking Bones” – vhs or beta
  65. “Seekir” – Zola Jesus
  66. “Polish Girl” – Neon Indian
  67. “Fall Creek Boys Choir” – James Blake
  68. “Little Marriage” – Lia Ices
  69. “Don’t Carry It All” – The Decemberists
  70. “Sleep Patterns” – Memoryhouse
  71. “Terrible Angels” – Charlotte Gainsbourg
  72. “We Have Everything” – Young Galaxy
  73. “The Bay” – Metronomy
  74. “Something Else” – Diamond Rings
  75. “Hold On” – Holy Ghost!
  76. “The Greeks” – Is Tropical
  77. “It’s Real” – Real Estate
  78. “Mistakes” – Mates of State
  79. “Don’t Move” – Phantogram
  80. “Lonely Boy” – The Black Keys
  81. “Wait” – M83
  82. “We Found Love” – Rihanna
  83. “Lights (Bassnectar Remix)” – Ellie Goulding
  84. “Headlines” – Drake
  85. “Turn It Down” – Kaskade with Rebecca & Fiona
  86. “We’re All No One” – Nervo featuring Afrojack and Steve Aoki
  87. “Derezzed” – Daft Punk
  88. “At Home” – Crystal Fighters
  89. “How I Roll” – Britney Spears
  90. “Nodding Off” – Wavves featuring Best Coast
  91. “Helena Beat” – Foster the People
  92. “How Deep Is Your Love?” – The Rapture
  93. “Belispeak” – Purity Ring
  94. “Amor Fati” – Washed Out
  95. “Still Life” – The Horrors
  96. “Wait in the Dark” – Memory Tapes
  97. “Speaking in Tongues” – Arcade Fire
  98. “Satellite” – The Kills
  99. “Paradise” – Coldplay
  100. “Wildfire” – SBTRKT
  101. “You Hide” – Eulogies
  102. “I Wrote the Book” – Beth Ditto
  103. “I Am Your Man” – Planningtorock
  104. “Begin Again” – Farewell Flight
  105. “Wild Window” – Fool’s Gold
  106. “Fragile Bird” – City and Colour
  107. “Black Hills” – Gardens & Villa
  108. “Some Boys” – Dom featuring Emma
  109. “Fine Tune” – Miranda Lambert
  110. “Goblin” – Tyler, the Creator
  111. “Miranda” – Surfer Blood
  112. “Lucky Now” – Ryan Adams
  113. “Jesus Fever” – Kurt Vile
  114. “MoneyGrabber” – Fitz and the Tantrums
  115. “Good Man” – Raphael Saadiq
  116. “Get Away” – Yuck
  117. “Romance” – Wild Flag
  118. “The Words That Maketh Murder” – PJ Harvey
  119. “Holdin on to Black Metal” – My Morning Jacket
  120. “Lion’s Share” – Wild Beasts
  121. “Face It” – Beach Fossils
  122. “On the Corner” – The Twilight Singers
  123. “Don’t Try and Hide It” – The Dodos
  124. “Romance Layers” – Gang Gang Dance
  125. “Heavy Boots” – Nicole Atkins
  126. “Teeth” – Thao and Mirah
  127. “Water Will Find a Way” – The Black Ghosts
  128. “2 Hearts” – Digitalism
  129. “Murder Room” – Pepper Rabbit
  130. “Get It Daddy” – Sleeper Agent
  131. “We Are Stars” – The Pierces
  132. “Medicine” – We Were Promised Jetpacks
  133. “Days Are Forgotten” – Kasabian
  134. “Take a Bow” – Dominant Legs
  135. “Weekend” – Class Actress
  136. “Where I’m Waking” – Slow Club
  137. “Afternoon” – Youth Lagoon
  138. “Must Be the One” – She Wants Revenge
  139. “Butterfly Knife” – EMA
  140. “Same Mistake” – Clap Your Hands Say Yeah

Best of 2011 by Aaron Blair on Grooveshark

No Light, No Light

Filed under: current events,music,people are strange — aaron at 11:03 am on Monday, November 21, 2011

 

I love “No Light, No Light” so I clicked enthusiastically on the video when it was posted on one of the many music blogs I follow, but I ended up feeling like it wasn’t really that good of a video due to the very “unfortunate implications” aspect of having a video where a scary black man with a voodoo doll chases the extremely white female singer.  I suspected, though, that I could be reading too much into it.

As a liberal in an interracial relationship, I’ve been told on more than one occasion that I take things the wrong way or that I take things too seriously.  People assume that I only care about racial insensitivity because my boyfriend is black.  It’s not really something I can argue against, because we’ve been together since I was a teenager, and while I recall being pretty liberal as a teenager, I honestly can’t say whether or not I’d react or feel differently if the situation were different because it’s a situation that I’ve been in my entire adult life.

So I’m glad to see the internets backing me up on this, that it’s pretty sketchy to have the theme of your video be “scary black man chasing nice white lady with obvious intent to physically and magically harm her.”  I don’t think Florence’s videos are all that good, in general, and the cultural appropriation aspect of the second version of “Dog Days Are Over”, which I hated, regardless, was borderline offensive, so it’s not exactly her first date with bad video syndrome, but I think that, when you’re pretty much universally accepted as a very talented singer who doesn’t need a gimmick to get attention, courting controversy with videos like this is a really bad idea.  Because I refuse to believe that there was no one who worked on this who didn’t have some idea of how this would come across.  There had to have been someone.  And if they were aware of how this would come across, then they either proceeded, anyway, without caring, because they’re kind of douchey, or they were hoping that they could spin negative press into extra attention.

Either way, I’m like, “Damn it, Florence!  I thought we had agreed that you were awesome!  I was even willing to overlook the fact that your live performances generally suck!  Just quit it!”  I hate it when people I like as artists give me a reason to suspect that they may not be very good people.

Marriage Is Indeed a Manuevering Business

Filed under: literature,vaginism — aaron at 11:10 am on Sunday, November 13, 2011

I reread Mansfield Park yesterday.  It’s probably my favorite Jane Austen book.  I don’t know why I love it so much.  Fanny Price is probably Jane Austen’s biggest doormat heroine.  She makes Anne Elliot look positively assertive.  Her life is entirely dependent on other people’s actions.  It’s probably realistic of how a poor relation would behave around her richer relations when they’re responsible for her being able to enjoy a more comfortable life than she would have, otherwise, but it still doesn’t make for a very interesting lead character.  The saving grace of the book, though, is that it features some of Jane Austen’s most biting commentary on the behaviors and ideas of early 19th century “polite” society.  She makes Fanny a silent, boring near-saint so that her heroine mostly stays out of the way of the narrator verbally ripping everyone else to shreds.

I watched the somewhat unfaithful 1999 movie adaptation before I had ever read the book, and I loved that movie.  It doesn’t have a good reputation among most Jane Austen lovers, though.  It significantly altered the plot of the book, partly by giving Fanny some characteristics of the narrator, i.e., Jane Austen herself, which resulted in Fanny being much more of a player in her own destiny, and, therefore, a much more likeable heroine.  I really like and admire Jane Austen’s writing, but I find, more often than not, that I like the movie adaptations better when they aren’t slavishly devoted to the source material.  A lot of people didn’t like the 2005 version of Pride and Prejudice, either, especially the way a lot of the scenes were transported to outdoor settings, but I thought it worked really well.  That said, it was definitely a romance movie, where I don’t think that Pride and Prejudice was a romance novel.

I think that a lot of people misunderstand the whole point of Jane Austen’s writing.  She wrote books that were ostensibly about romance because those were the kind of books that women were expected to write and those were the kind of books that people would buy.  But the romance that happened in the books is totally not the point.  I think Jane Austen wanted to comment on society, more than anything, and courting rituals were a pretty good way to do that.  She was very sharp-witted and observant, which is why a Fanny Price based on Jane Austen could be told, in the movie, that she has a tongue “sharper than a guillotine,” which is not a phrase that could ever be used to describe the canonical Fanny Price.  Jane Austen, to summarize my view of her with a modern comparison, was a total Daria.

Being more than a little bit of a Daria myself, I think of Jane Austen as a kindred spirit.  I think this is also why Elizabeth Bennet is everyone’s favorite Jane Austen heroine.  Who didn’t think that Lizzy was a stand-inn for Jane herself?  There was an episode of Daria where Daria imagines herself and her sister as characters in Sense and Sensiblity.  No.  Lizzy Bennet was a total Daria, and vice versa.  That girl standing in the corner of the party, rolling her eyes at how seriously everyone else is taking this thing, while commenting wittily about it to her friend?  Exactly.

Morgan Freeman, Serious Scientist

Filed under: funnyhaha,people are strange,television — aaron at 7:46 pm on Tuesday, June 28, 2011

I still don’t understand why Morgan Freeman has his own show about physics!  Morgan Freeman, why do you have a show about physics?  Morgan Freeman, why is your show about physics in its second season?  Does not compute!

Imaginary meeting where Morgan Freeman proposed the idea of having his own show about physics:

MORGAN FREEMAN: I want to do a show about physics.

TV PEOPLE: Why?  What do you know about physics?

MORGAN FREEMAN:  I’m Morgan Freeman.

TV PEOPLE: We see your point.  When do we start?

In my imagination, the part of Morgan Freeman is played by Dave Chappelle.

It’s an Arms Race

Filed under: music,people are strange — aaron at 7:44 pm on Sunday, June 12, 2011

I made a couple of cds for one of my female coworkers.  She’s a woman in her fifties who moved to Colorado in her late teens because she loves John Denver so much, she believed him when he sang about how beautiful the Rocky Mountains are.  Of course, John Denver wasn’t lying.  The Rocky Mountains are beautiful.  But that’s some faith, right there.  To leave everyone and everything you know and take a chance, just because a musician sang about a place and you imagine it will be awesome living there.

I gave her Fleet Foxes by Fleet Foxes and Infinite Arms by Band of Horses, because I thought they both had a kind of folky seventies vibe with the kind of sweet singing that a John Denver superfan could appreciate.  After she had listened to them, she asked me to remind her, again, what the names of the bands were, and an eavesdropping additional coworker interrupted with an incredulous, “What kind of bands are those?”

Because Fleet Foxes and Band of Horses are more ridiculous band names than, say, Nickelback, or Linkin Park, or, hell, to throw in a popular rock band that I actually like, Foo Fighters?  Most band names are stupid.  Even classic bands that are revered by all have stupid names.  The Beatles is a stupid name.  Led Zeppelin is a stupid name.  I digress.

“Indie rock bands,” I replied.

“Oh,” he said.  “I don’t like indie music.”

At which point my head almost exploded.  And, normally, I don’t argue with people about musical tastes, because musical taste is an opinion and everyone is entitled to his or her opinion.  But this statement was patently stupid, and I couldn’t restrain myself.

“You know,” I said, “I’m all for everyone disliking whatever they dislike, but it’s kind of silly to say that you dislike indie music, like indie music, the term, describes a certain style or a genre.  It doesn’t.  It’s a pretty large umbrella and a lot of different music falls under it.  Indie music is music that is made by musicians who aren’t on a major label.  So, taking that into consideration, and how many different kinds of independent record companies there are, producing totally different kinds of music, how on earth can you say, ‘I don’t like indie music’ and expect that to mean something?”

To which he replied, making my brain explode anew, “Well, it’s like, Mumford and Sons.  I think they have good music, but I don’t like their presentation.”

Their presentation?  What does that even mean?  And did he really just use Mumford and Sons as an example of indie music?  That’s like saying Adele, who I love, is indie music or Florence + the Machine, who I also love, is indie music.  These are people on major record labels who are HUGE in their own country, and have blown up big over here, too.  Mumford and Sons debut album landed at number 2 on the Hot 100 its first week of sales.  Most indie bands who ever end up that high on the charts certainly don’t usually do it on their first album.  That’s part of what being on a smaller record label means.  There’s no money for a promotional push big enough to accomplish that.  And, more often than not, they only ever chart higher when they’ve jumped ship to a major label.

So, it’s like, okay, you say you don’t like something, but then your example of that thing is something that doesn’t even really qualify.  What.  The.  Hell.  I stopped talking about it, at that point, even to figure out what he meant by “presentation” because I refuse to have a conversation with someone about something they clearly don’t know anything about.  I wasn’t looking to convert him.  I was genuinely curious about why he felt the way he did, at first, but, then, he lost me.

People, like what you want.  Don’t like what you don’t want.  But try not to like or dislike things based on preconceived notions rather than actual merit.  Maybe it requires more work to actually explore new things before writing them off, but perhaps you’ll find things you love and you’ll make yourself happier, in the end.

Journey to the Edge of the Universe

Filed under: funnyhaha,television — aaron at 7:41 pm on Thursday, June 9, 2011

Journey to the Edge of the Universe, on the National Geographic Channel, may very well be one of the best things ever.  It’s about, well, obviously, a hypothetical journey to the edge of the universe, as narrated by Alec Baldwin.  The crux of the show is, basically, that everything in the universe wants you dead.  Not because you matter, but because you don’t, and that’s how the universe rolls.  Seriously, every couple of minutes, and especially before the commercial breaks, Alec Baldwin is dramatically intoning about how this new thing is the most dangerous, terrible thing, ever, until you get to the next most dangerous, terrible thing.  The farther away from our solar system you get, the more everything wants you dead, in ways your tiny little human brain cannot even fathom!  And this is a serious science show.  So there’s no Cthuhlu or anything.  Just real theoretical science stuff.  All glowy and pissed-off looking.  And Alec Baldwin says, “This thing will glow at you!  And it will be awesome!  And you will die!  Die, fools!”  Maybe it’s because I’m an english nerd and not a science nerd, but I don’t get why, if astronomers and physicists think that space is so dangerous, why they still want us to go there.  Sure, it all looks cool, and it blows your mind to think about it, but if it all wants us dead, maybe we should just stick to observing it from afar?  Maybe?  No?

Seriously!  Alec Baldwin just narrated, “Getting a bad feeling.  As though something malevolent is out here.  Watching.”  Alec Baldwin is scared, you guys!

Filed under: funnyhaha,people are strange,politics — aaron at 7:39 pm on Thursday, June 9, 2011

So, I was at Wal-Mart, and I came across this Bratz Doll.  Looks innocuous enough, right?  She’s pretty.  In a Bratz Doll way.  Which is to say, not pretty at all and actually kind of scary.  But I digress.  The best part about this Bratz Doll is her name.  Her name is… “Shadi”.  That’s right.  This ethnic-looking doll, surrounded by pasty counterparts named things like “Leora” and “Carrie”’ and “Joelle”, her name is “Shadi”.  Oh, the unfortunate implications.  How does that even happen?  How do darker skinned dolls created by giant corporations that surely have people in charge of things like racial sensitivity end up with names like “Shadi”?  Naturally, when I mentioned this to an older white Republican co-worker of mine, she thought I was overreacting.  Overreacting how?  It’s not like I immediately organized a protest of Mattel or anything.  All I did was point out that the name was kind of thoughtlessly offensive.  I mean, I can only imagine how angry some people would be if Bratz had named one of its white dolls something, like, say, “Rednecki”.  Yeah.  So, anyway, the world is full of not just stupidity, but willful stupidity, and that’s the best kind.

She’s On Fire

Filed under: funnyhaha,music,people are strange — aaron at 7:30 pm on Thursday, June 9, 2011

Watching the Lil Wayne “Artist Collection” on MTV Hits.  I have thoughts.

I don’t like Lil Wayne.  There are a couple of songs that are catchy enough that even I have admit that they’re okay songs, but for the most part, I don’t get Lil Wayne, at all.  When he blew up huge, a few years ago, I was scratching my head, like, “What?  Lil Wayne?  Really?  Am I missing something?  A lollipop?  I don’t get it, you guys!”  When he put out his rock album, with emo songs about prom queens, and everything, and everyone kind of just laughed at it and rolled with it, I was, again, scratching my head.  It seemed like a major Chris Gains moment to me.  Like one of those things that is so ridiculous your career should take a minute to recover from it.  Glitter.  Making Taylor Swift cry.  Being accused of molesting little boys.  Lil Wayne was trying to sing and play guitar!  He was!  And, for the most part, nobody told him that he was totally embarrassing himself!

In that vein, watching Lil Wayne play guitar is hilarious.  You can totally tell he’s not doing that much and that they probably have him turned down really low in the mix so that you can’t hear what he is doing.  To reference Glitter, again, it’s like when they turned down Sylk’s microphone so you’d think it was her singing when it was really Mariah Carey.  Because Padma Lakshmi can host Top Chef like nobody’s business, but she can’t sing, apparently.  And even if I find Lil Wayne annoying, he can rap, but he can’t play guitar.  So, what the hell was even the point of all of that?  Let’s all play to our strengths, people!  The world of terrible rock did not need your contributions, Lil Wayne!  It’s got Nickelback!  It’s doing just fine!

But the most pressing question that I have is in regard to this:

Come on!  Look, Lil Wayne, Cher Horowitz said it best.  “Searching for a boy in high school is like searching for meaning in a Pauly Shore movie.”  Some things are not supposed to be deep and meaningful.  Emoesque cock-rock made by a rapper whose purview, in his original medium, is the usual sex, drugs, and swagger that rap is known for, it’s not expected to have a lot of hidden meaning.  So, what in the hell is the point of this?  I mean, am I supposed to look at this and be like, “Oh, look, a cute white bunny… Oh my god, the bunny just turned black!  Ominous!”  Because the bunny is still cute.  It’s a cute bunny.  Unfortunate implications aside, having the bunny change colors is not deep and meaningful.  I didn’t assume that because this bunny turned colors, this girl must have some kind of bad girl voodoo so strong it rubs off on bunnies.  I just assumed that whoever wrote the treatment for this video is a moron.  I mean, I get that I’m not the target audience.  I know that this video is meant for the same people who think that Jay-Z is a freemason and his videos are full of hidden symbols.  But Jay-Z’s videos don’t have bunnies.  They’d be cuter if they did, though.  Bunnies make everything cuter.

So, you know, Lil Wayne, maybe you could lay off the guitar-playing and the bunnies.  You can still pay homage to Inception and rob banks and stuff.  I’m not unreasonable.  You can still box with Nicki Minaj.  I’d let Nicki Minaj rough me up.  If you know what I mean.  I can tell that you do.  I think that we understand one another.  Or we don’t.  I have to use Tussin in my alcoholic drinks.  Cough syrup with codeine is hard to come by.

Dear People of Public Notoriety:

Filed under: current events,people are strange,sex — aaron at 6:38 am on Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Things become a big deal with you make them a big deal.  Lying about things makes them a big deal.  It’s nobody’s business if, say, a Congressman likes to send pictures of his junk to people.  It’s somebody’s business if said Congressman spends two weeks lying about it.  Don’t lie.  Just own up to it.  Be Kanye about it.  What did Kanye say?

“She found pictures in my email.  I sent this bitch pictures of my dick.”

He didn’t try to act like he didn’t do it.  He went ahead and admitted to it, in a song, because he knew, since he’s Kanye, that eventually those pictures would pop up online.  And when they did, he didn’t try to pretend like they weren’t really pictures of him.  He was like, “You know what?  My dick is awesome!  Behold the dick!”  And people just rolled their eyes and went about their business, because, yeah, it kind of was, and, yeah,  he’s Kanye, and yeah, he told us it was going to happen, so, no big deal.

Granted, a Congressman is no Kanye West.  But what if more Congressmen were like Kanye West?  Instead of telling us that we should have morals while engaging in the decidedly immoral, they’d be telling us that what we do in our private lives is none of their business because what they do in their private lives is none of our business.  Following the Golden Rule!

Until Anthony Weiner started lying, he had nothing to be sorry for, because the only person who has any right to expect to be informed about what Anthony Weiner does with his dick is Anthony Weiner’s wife.  And maybe Anthony Weiner’s wife already knew what he was doing with his dick.  Maybe she checks his email.  Maybe they have an open relationship.  That’s the thing about people’s personal lives.  None of us know what goes on behind closed doors.

So it’s like this, people of notoriety, if you don’t want to talk about personal stuff that has absolutely no bearing on your public life, just say, “That’s personal.  I don’t have to talk about it and you have no right to expect that I should talk about it.”  Case closed.  Don’t lie.  Don’t evade.  Don’t deflect.  Just say, in the words of one Miss Salt and one Miss Pepa, “What’s the matter with your life?  Why you gotta mess with mine?  Don’t keep sweatin’ what I do, ’cause I’m gonna be just fine.”

One last thing, people of notoriety.  Stop producing photographic evidence of every risque thing you ever do so that those pictures come back to haunt you.  Someone other than the intended audience is always going to see them.  It never fails.  I learned this lesson the hard way, and I’m not even famous and I didn’t even send anything to anyone.  I lost my phone and one of my male co-workers found it and went through all of the pictures on it.  Do you think I had fun explaining to my boss, who is a man old enough to be my father, why it constituted sexual harassment when this douche went through the pictures on my phone and told several other male co-workers about the contents?  The answer is no.  No, I did not have fun.  But I learned an important lesson.  Because even non-famous people have to learn from their mistakes.

Filed under: love,music — aaron at 6:40 am on Thursday, June 2, 2011

I’m sorry, but I HATE Birdy’s version of “Skinny Love”.  It sanitizes all that was messily great about the Bon Iver original, which was petulant and angry and desperate and unflattering to both the narrator and the subject, but that’s why it was so beautiful.  Because love is hard.  It hurts.  You bleed.  The original version was picking at the scab of a relationship and letting it bleed all over again.  I don’t know how a fourteen-year-old girl with a piano improves on that.  I know what I knew when I was fourteen.  Which was a lot, all things considered, the kind of childhood that I had.  But I didn’t know any thing about romantic love.  I watched my parents fuck each other over again and again, and I was a kite caught in that storm, but I didn’t get it because I didn’t know how that felt.  I’m not saying that you have to have experienced a thing to address it, as an artist, but it certainly helps.  So, any time I see the video for the Birdy cover version of the song posted online, or hear it, or someone mentions it, my eyes roll and I get irritated.  I’m not one of those people that never likes covers and is always convinced of the sanctity of the original, but in this instance, no.  Just, no.  She should not have even gone there and why people are so enamored with the outcome, I’m truly, truly mystified.

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