#anti ttpd

for reference my ticket was 80 dollars.

the cheapest ticket i found for taylor’s upcoming show was 549 dollars. (i compared multiple third party sellers)

“touch me while your bros play gta” “maybe the 1830s but without all the racists” “you were like a tattooed golden retriever” “get your shit together so I can love you” “You wouldn't last an hour in the ““asylum”” where they raised us”

true, it’s raw, too raw, it’s giving me salmonella and killing and torturing me slowly dear god make it stop

so to then say 'ugh i can't believe no one noticed this problem i had' when i know that people definitely did, and on the same album say that fans who are genuinely concerned about a new relationship that you are in are just 'bitching and moaning'? what do you want from them? you're talking about so many people who do at least believe that they are coming from a place of care and concern, and you are totally dismissing them on both ends of a scale!

Actively playing into the victim thing by hinting at her ex doing her wrong, when the album wasn't even about him. Doing nothing to prevent the hate he got from the Easter eggs she was leaving, and instead fueling it when she goes on to make it clear he already has mental health issues.

Using an aesthetic that does not relate to the album because poetry and dark academia explore deep emotions, not whatever power trip spiral she's on.

Calling her personal tantrum female rage the musical when female rage is supposed to attribute to the wrongs done to women by virtue of our societal structure.

The fetishism of cheating/wanting someone who is with someone else. How the fuck is fortnight a lead single when it outright says toxic things like 'your wife waters flowers. I want to kill her.'

And just when it can't get worse, the music video. That awful triggering harmful music video. Psychward aesthetic?!?! Thats an aesthetic now? And that too from a woman who has publicly said 'I've never been to a therapist because I just feel very sane?'

Stop. Just stop.

'here's the title of my new album, it's gonna be all tortured poetry, emily dickinson, virginia woolf and dead poets society! basically folkore 2.0'... 'look at the album cover! it's a sexy sad girl album'... 'turns out it's an album about grief and all of my variants represent the stages!'... 'listen to my playlists! it's gonna be a joe alwyn bashing album and i never meant anything i wrote about him before'... 'turns out it's actually a cringy matty healy centered album'... 'i added ttpd to my tour so you can listen to fEmALe RaGe: tHe mUsiCaL live!'...

Yup. You're right. I don't get it.

Because how am I supposed to get it, when the beat puts me to sleep? How am I supposed to get it when all 31 songs somehow manage to blend into one?

You want me to listen to the lyrics, but I'm too busy nodding off.

I don't give a rat's ass if Taylor Swift is some sort of lyrical genius (which I know she isn't), because if I wanted only good writing I'd pull out a fucking poetry book.

Taylor Swift is a singer. You know, a song artist.

Who makes music. Who is regarded by Swifties as this amazing, misunderstood genius. She's 'objectively good'.

But I say that to be objectively good at music, you're supposed to be able to take care of the lyrics and the rhythm.

You're supposed to be able to both write well and have a good beat in the background. Preferably, one that doesn't sound the exact same as the previous five.

I'm not under any circumstances saying that every song has to have both. Not at all.

But if an album of 31 songs is to be considered actually good, then it better have both to an extensive degree.

There should be variation. There should be something to make it interesting, to pick up the pace.

Now before the whataboutisms kick in, I'm not saying that you can't enjoy it. I'm not saying that it can't be your favourite.

I'm fucking saying that you have no right to act as if we're the crazy ones because we don't "get it".

Or, or, or maybe, have you considered that for some of us, there's nothing to get.

We're not stupid, nor slow. We know what a damn metaphor is. We get what she's trying to say.

But just because there's meaning in something doesn't mean it's good, or smart, or interesting.

'You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum that they raised me.'

Mhm. Yes, Taylor, tell me more about how your parents brought you to Nashville to get famous because you wanted to. About a deliberate choice that you made and keep making, even though that line implies that you had no say in the matter.

Fascinating. How difficult it must be to have a billion dollars lying around in your bank accounts.