Posts by Megan Wegan
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I am also really sorry to hear this, for everyone involved. I'll miss you guys.
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I'm just poking my head up to say that I am real busy, but this is basically the best theatre ever.
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Hard News: Friday Music: History, motherfuckers, in reply to Peter Darlington,
In my defence it was 1993, and I skipped out on my School Cert French exam to be near the front of the crowd.
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Hard News: Friday Music: History, motherfuckers, in reply to Danielle,
(and believe me, I have been patronised by fellow music nerds MANY MANY TIMES).
I don’t consider myself a particularly musical person. I don’t seem to “hear” music the way my friends do. I don’t hear melodies and production, and what’s going on behind voice. I hear voices and lyrics. I have songs and artists I adore, but they often come back to beats I like, voices I am fascinated by, and lyrics I am interested in. At the moment I am listening to David Dallas’s Runnin’ on repeat because makes me focus. I’ve long wished to feel like I understand music better.
But the number of times a music nerd (almost always a dude), has told me to listen to “OMG, This song, you will love it, it’s amazing” and then got mad when I didn’t “get” it brings new meaning to the word mansplaining.
This is my problem with Sweetman. I read criticism of music because sometimes it helps me to understand what I’m not hearing. It helps me understand why other people are so into a thing that makes no sense to me. And he didn’t talk about the music. He talked about hype and Farmers and blah. Not the music.
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Hard News: Friday Music: History, motherfuckers, in reply to Dean Papa,
If you read the entire article, where he mentions both his mum and dear wife, then I think it is obviously intended to be read in a lighthearted manner.
OH! It was just a JOKE! Well, that’s OK then. Because no one has ever made a joke that was stupid and vile.
You know what, I have the kind of taste in music that would make Sweetman barf. I think Lorde is fantastic. I loved the Spice Girls, completely unironically. My Spotify playlists are full of Beyonce and Timberlake, and (shudder) Pink. Right now, it’s playing the Black Keys. I have been to U2 and Counting Crows concerts. I’m gonna try to crawl back a tiny bit of credibility by pointing out the next two songs are Haim and Tiny Ruins.
And, go on, try to assign ANY of that to my gender. I dare you.
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Hard News: Game Lorde, in reply to Danielle,
some formula involving four working-class guys playing Hamburg and then conquering America. FUCK.
Was totes about to make a "Whatevs, The Beatles weren't even that good" joke, but dude: Wrong room.
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Hard News: Game Lorde, in reply to Russell Brown,
As far as Im aware, the songs have always been acknowledged as a collaboration. It’s hardly like some evil foreign mega-producer was flown in under cover of night.
She's hardly been coy about acknowledging her producer:
She works with producer Joel Little whom she credits with turning her "pages and pages of something" into song form. "You know how Raymond Carver had Gordon Lish, the editor who made him what he was? I feel like Joel was that for me.
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Up Front: The Missing Stair and the…, in reply to Russell Brown,
Be thankful? :)
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Up Front: The Missing Stair and the…, in reply to Emma Hart,
Just like that. Except that I don't. My coping mechanisms for hanging out with my family involve variously: drinking too much, biting my tongue, and crying in the bathroom when they make rape jokes. "I love them, but..." is a fairly common utterance.
Or it was. I basically decided that , after the event you referenced, that it's just not worth my mental health to hear that shit, and so I bite every time. Because "they're just winding you up" isn't actually am excuse to be a horrible human being.
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Here’s a conundrum. I have a family full of missing stairs. Seriously. Every second one.
But if you asked them, I’m almost positive that they’d say the problem is me.