Sometimes I’m Ernie. Sometimes I’m Bert.
Last year, when One Direction released “One Way or Another (Teenage Kicks),” a combination Blondie/Undertones cover they recorded for charity, the Guardian’s Adam Boult was prompted to start a list of songs that “must never be covered.” Never mind that 1D’s medley got a seal of approval from Blondie’s Debbie Harry herself; Mr. Boult said it was an “abomination” that somehow “tarnished” the original versions. So it’s not about the gender of the artist doing the cover—it’s about the gender (and age) of their fans. Think about it: Young, poppy acts, have largely young, female fan bases. I believe the reason rockist dudes feel so dang uncomfortable watching these artists cover songs by bands they love is that it points out that they might have something in common with fans of Miley, Lorde, 1D, etc. They might actually have something in common with teenage girls. And what could be worse than that?
Here’s what I want to tell these people: You could do a lot worse than sharing a teenage girl’s taste in music. The pantheon of acts who couldn’t have gotten famous without the support of teenage girls includes a lot of people and bands you probably respect a lot: Michael Jackson. Elvis Presley. The fricking BEATLES. When Nirvana were around, most of their fans weren’t 50-year-old rock critics; they were kids.
This is my favorite picture of Drake.
don’t stare at the moon too long or else you’ll remember that nothing in this stupid fucking world makes sense
It really bothers me when I see posts like ‘I wish I was asexual and aromantic because I hate having feelings!’ Like, no. Don’t say that. Don’t you dare fucking say that asexual aromantic people don’t have feelings. That’s not ok, and it’s extremely harmful and honestly it makes me feel like shit.
Cats, what the fuck.
Hong Kong, September 2014
the maze runner trilogy
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