Taylor Swift Exits her Banger Era
Her new album is for an audience of one.
All Show, No Tell
What did you think of the new T.S. album, “The Life of a Showgirl”? I didn’t expect much; I’m not a Swiftie, even though I enjoy a lot of her older songs. I took my daughter to her concert in L.A. and we had a great time, but I found her narcissism as dazzling as the glitter on her costumes. (At one point in the concert she talks to the crowd, “opens up” to them, and then there is a 15-minute standing ovation. She lets it go on and on and on; you can almost see the endless adulation filling her bottomless ego. I found it a little gratuitous.)
On to the new album: I listened to it hoping for a few catchy tunes to add to my writing playlist and was instantly disappointed. The main problem, for me, with the album is that each song sounds exactly like the next one. The opener, Fate of Ophelia, has a mild hooky melody but otherwise the rest is ponderous, light, devoid of whatever it is that makes me love a song.
