But Daniel Craig, while megafamous, still isn’t on Swift’s level, at least as far as obsessive fandom goes.
But Daniel Craig, while megafamous, still isn’t on Swift’s level, at least as far as obsessive fandom goes.
Thanks — I was worried it was a little dated (not that we aren’t still dealing with the repercussions of the pandemic).
Needs more stars!
A lot of royalists/Daily Mail readers in the greys, jeez!
I know his whole shtick is vinyl only, but I really wish Peter Buck would make his stuff easier to stream.
The lyrics are fine, but the tune is meh.
Eh, it’s all subjective. I have every REM album and I’ve seen them live four times and I probably only agree with two songs on your list. It’s fine. These lists are designed to drum up comments.
One of my favourites too.
Cognitive dissonance is real, yo.
Ah, so it’s no longer a sign that an artist is past her so-called imperial period.
That surprised me too. Isn’t it a little early in her career for that?
This known troll has dismissed every other response. Let’s see how long he keeps yours up.
Fair enough.
As staged as this photo is, I do think she might dress like that even when the cameras aren’t around. It’s ridiculous…but doesn’t it also look like it’s made out of Lycra or a similarly beachy material?
At one point white supremacists were supposedly obsessed with her, but they may have abandoned her once she actually started showing her politics. Still, I wouldn’t put it past one (or several) to try to “save” her from herself.
I don’t follow Swift’s career much, but my understanding is that she hasn’t written about her exes in years (though she did re-record those albums and filmed accompanying videos).
Honestly don’t get that vibe from him, but I might be mistaking him with his character from Conversations with Friends.
“Too-high-to-heaven hairstyles”? They are mostly flat even in the photo accompanying this article. Save for “the bump,” it was not really a “too-high-to-heaven” decade.
I think that’s the joke.
I don’t remember them that way at all. They were supposed to be tough, a little dangerous — in opposition to the peppy, preppy cheerleaders, whom they openly tease.