Sunday, December 13, 2020

Captain’s Log, Day 25: “long story short,” Taylor Swift Says “‘tis the damn season” for Surprise Albums, and I’d “tolerate it” for “evermore” Because She Brings Me So Much “happiness”

 Date: December 13, 2020

Time of post: 3:32 AM

Quarantine Day: 263

Last Song I Listened To: “evermore” by Taylor Swift

Last Person I Communicated With: Noelle Braaten on Zoom

Last Thing I Ate: butterscotch candy

Last Thing I Read: fanfic (that's all I read these days!)

Current Mood: pretty shook about 2 T. Swift albums in 2020, if I'm honest

One Thing I’ve Accomplished Today (technically yesterday): finished the box of wine I got at Thanksgiving!

One Thing I Want To Accomplish Today: finish packing

One Reason I’m Stressed Today: packing

One Reason I’m Happy Today (technically yesterday): The English Department had its holiday party over Zoom, and I got to be part of the reading! (I played Miss Prism in our abridged scenes from The Importance of Being Earnest)

 

The cover of Taylor Swift's 9th studio album, evermore

Dear Apocalypsers,

She. Did. It. Again.

About 7:45AM the morning of December 10, 2020, I was rather rudely awoken by the persistent buzzing of my phone—a group chat was going off…and going off…and going off. It was too early, so I almost just silenced my phone without checking it, but then I saw two words guaranteed to make me pay attention: “Taylor Swift.” Apparently, my friends have grownup jobs that require them to be awake before 8AM on a weekday, so they got the Tay news as soon as it dropped. Meanwhile, I had been awake until 3 or 4AM and wasn’t planning on being awake for another 2-4 hours.

My friends get me

“What ‘Tay news’?” you ask.

Taylor Alison Swift announced her ninth studio album, evermore, and my friends were right—I did break when I found out.

Please ignore my typos;
 I was half-asleep and freaking out.



This woman has put out 3 albums in 15 months: Lover (August 23, 2019); folklore (July 24, 2020), and evermore (December 11, 2020). [Side note: if I was a hardcore Twitter Swiftie—which is its own specific vibe—I’d say something about how releasing Lover in August when all her previous album releases were late October or November was an Easter egg for the song “august” on folklore.]

Peep what I changed
 the groupchat name to

I’m going to be honest—I’m still processing. She’s written (at least) 34 songs since late April, created 2 music videos, and filmed one concert/documentary for Disney+. Now, I haven’t been unproductive, necessarily, but I haven’t done that!! There are days where I just feel sad and blah and lay on my couch in the dark until my phone needs charged, and then I go lay in my bed while it charges. But if we date the beginnings of folklore from her now-infamous “not a lot going on at the moment” Instagram post on April 27th (which Aaron Dessner has confirmed was around the time they started collaborating), then there’s only 32 weeks and 3 days between that post and the evermore announcement. That means that she’s written more than one album-quality song a week during the pandemic…and I’m in shock.


I will never be able to reiterate enough that Taylor Swift is a musical legend. And I have literally cried about the fact that not only am I alive at the same time as her, but I’m in the right age group to be her fan. I remember watching her first music videos on CMT when I was 11. (“OurSong” is particularly special to me.) I remember wearing out the repeat button on my purple portable CD player listening to “The Other Side of the Door” the Christmas that the Fearless: Platinum Edition (2009) CD was released. I remember buying Speak Now (2010) with my own money and immediately putting it into that same purple portable CD player as soon as my family got into our minivan. And that CD player was the first place I heard “All Too Well”—and where I replayed it dozens of times upon first listening to Red (2012). I remember Taylor’s transition to pop music my freshman year of college and watching the “BlankSpace” music video on my lofted dorm room bed. I remember forcing my non-Swiftie best friend to watch the “Look What You Made Me Do” on the floor of her apartment our senior year. I remember the K*nye drama and the ridicule and Taylor deleting her social media. I remember letting my students watch the “ME!” music video in class when I was a GTA and, the next semester, using “The Man” to talk about gender in our visual analysis unit. And I remember (vividly) the delirious elation I felt when she announced folklore this summer. (Relive it with me here.)

This is, in many ways, a thank you letter to Taylor. Her music is what I've been turning to for almost half my life, and these 2 latest albums have been highlights during the most difficult year of my life. I think what drew me to her originally were her lyrics. Even at 15 & 16, she was writing these stories--about love and loss and pain and life--with the sweetest, most specific details that made me feel like we were part of each other's lives, like I knew her and she knew me. (I wonder if she would have done that had she known all the hell she'd get for it from critics. I like to think she would. She's a storyteller, and the haters really are just gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate.) I mean, sure, there is a lyric in "A Perfectly Good Heart" that goes "It's not unbroken anymore" which isn't exactly Shakespeare, but that album also gave us "So you come away with a great little story of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you" ("Cold As You") and "I guess it's true that love was all you wanted / 'Cause you're giving it away like it's extra change / Hoping it will end up in his pocket / But he leaves you out like a penny in the rain / Oh, 'cause it's not his price to pay" ("Tied Together With a Smile")--which I think are two of the most viscerally painful lyrics at least of her country albums. 

For me, Taylor understands what makes us human, and she articulates it better than people with 2 or 3 English degrees. You don't even have to be going through a breakup to understand, "And you call me up again just to break me like a promise, so casually cruel in the name of being honest" ("All Too Well"). The imagery, especially in her country days, is delightfully specific--and somehow universal in that specificity. To use "All Too Well" again (partially because it's considered by a lot of people to be her best song), the second verse opens like this:

"Photo album on the counter

Your cheeks were turning red

You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin sized bed

And your mother's telling stories about you on the tee ball team

You taught me about your past thinking your future was me"

 And the second chorus goes:

"'Cause there we are again in the middle of the night

We're dancing 'round the kitchen in the refrigerator light

Down the stairs, I was there

I remember it all too well"

You might not have those specific moments with an ex-love, but you know that feeling of learning about each other's lives and meeting their families and trying to fit yourself into their world. You have those moments of intimacy where it was just the two of you and it felt like the whole world.  Hell, I don't even have an ex-love, and I can relate to that feeling! I've lost friendships I thought would last forever. I've watched friends get hurt by their own Jake Gyllenhaals. 


Taylor has gotten a lot of flack for writing about her love life, and I could go on and on about how sexist that is, but what you learn from all those heartbreak songs is that she wants what we all want--to be loved. That's the topic of some of the greatest poems and plays and novels and films in history. And Taylor's love songs--including break up songs--are just her trying to find that love, even "when it's hard or it's wrong or [she's] making mistakes" to quote "New Year's Day."

There are plenty of Taylor Swift songs from her first 7 albums that aren't about romantic love, but I won't list them...yes I will: "Tied Together With a Smile," "A Place in This World," "The Outside," "Fifteen," "The Best Day," "Change," "Innocent," "Mean," "Never Grow Up," "The Lucky One," "22," "Welcome to New York," "Shake It Off," "Bad Blood," "I Did Something Bad," "Look What You Made Me Do," "This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things," "The Man," "Soon You'll Get Better," "You Need To Calm Down" (and these are just the ones that are explicitly not about a romantic relationship; I'd also argue that "Afterglow," "ME!," "Clean," and "I'm Only Me When I'm With You" don't have to be read as romantic, either).

From my folklore inspired 
photoshoot in November: "I'm still
on that tightrope /I'm still trying
everything to get you
laughing at me" ("mirrorball")
I would, however, that all her songs are about love in some way--love of friends, family, self, music. Maybe that's why I love her. Because I've watched her grow from a kid looking for her place in this world and hoping to settle down with her own prince charming into a woman who knows her worth and has found someone who sees it, too. 

And I've grown up right beside her.

And this doesn't even get into folklore, where her storytelling returned with a vengeance and instead of giving us accounts of her private life, she gave us worlds with characters and settings that we could very well could find in our own hometowns. From James skating down the sidewalk in front of their ex's house ("betty") to a small town with a single movie theater screen ("this is me trying") to Centennial Park and the invisible string that ties two people together ("invisible string"), folklore just confirms that Taylor Swift probably has some kind of spellcasting magic in her blood with the way she manipulates language. She's certainly had me under her spell for a while.


"Please picture me in the weeds" ("seven")

"Please picture me in the trees" ("seven")

I’ve grown up with Taylor Swift, and I’ve loved her through every era—even when she “wasn’t cool” when I was in high school, even when she was “basic” in undergrad, and even when half the world thought she was a snake.

But now it’s 2020, and I think you’re the uncool one if you can’t admit to liking Taylor Swift, or, at the very least, appreciating what she’s done for the music industry. She’s fought for better artist compensation on streaming services and for artists to be able to own the rights to their own music (as opposed to their record labels owning them)—and good news! She outright owns all of Lover, folklore, and evermore after leaving Big Machine Records and signing with Republic. (There is so much drama around the masters recordings of her first 6 albums, but she is re-recording them so that she’ll own them, too!)

But, okay. Now we have folklore and evermore both released in 2020, and Taylor has called them sisters.

In a letter to the fans, she wrote:

“I’ve never done this before. In the past I’ve always treated albums as one-off eras and moved onto planning the next one after an album was released. There was something different with folklore. In making it, I felt less like I was departing and more like I was returning. I loved the escapism I found in these imaginary/not imaginary tales. I loved the ways you welcomed the dreamscapes and tragedies and epic tales of love lost and found into your lives. So I just kept writing them.”

As I write this, it’s just after 1AM on Taylor’s 31st birthday. She’s been releasing music since she was 16, and I get the feeling that she’ll be doing it for—well—evermore. And, if I may paraphrase a song from her debut album, “When I’ll be 83, she’ll be 89 / I’ll still look at her like the stars that shine.”

Forever & Always, Long Live, evermore,

Katie

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