Saturday, July 23, 2011

Katy Perry and the Relative Power of Glam

A few money quotes from the recent article on Katy Perry in Rolling Stone:

"But no one around her really seems to be able to figure out why she is the way she is. Probably it's just a question of inner drive. Just like her parents, she's proselytizing and preaching a message. It's not a message of fire and brimstone. It's her own message. It's a message of hope, based not only on some of her lyrics, but also on Glam, and the transformative power of Glam. Glam power. It's pretty cool. It gets you heard when nothing else will."

Yeah, but is getting heard good if you've got nothing to say? Well, I guess I shouldn't say that, because she does have plenty to say:

"I want to skin you and wear you like last year's Versace!"

"Anyway, not to get all politically divulging and introspective, but the fact that America doesn't have free health care drives me f****** absolutely crazy, and is so wrong."

"I'm a normal woman with big dreams who shows girls they can be a larger-than-life cartoon."

"I remember coming to L.A. for the first time and meeting Gwen Stefani and how gracious and wonderful she was, and then meeting another favorite artist of mine and what a c*** she was. It ruined my dreams of that person, the c***, and I will always be a fan of the person who was gracious."

Because that's the definition of grace, only meting it out to those who deserve it.

It's easy to be a bully and I don't ever want to just wail on somebody with my blog. I don't like being mean spirited and cutting, I don't like to read it elsewhere (though I can't help myself sometimes). I only post this blog to ask one pointed question:

Look at what we're elevating, is this what we really want?

Ahh. I know it's a lost cause. That's not the way we look at our pop culture. We glance at the veneer, if our head bobs, if we're entertained, then the answer is "Yes, we like that—so what are YOU on about?" Look, Katy Perry and the like are promoting a life of unreality, I don't think it's good to live there or even to aspire to it, so yeah, I'll promote that lost cause to an audience that doesn't want to hear it.

Really, I don't mind.

And yes, for the record, my head does bob to her music—but it's a mournful, self-loathing bob that leaves me feeling empty and feeling cheap.


Anonymous said...

people like boobies. people like sex talk. people are sinners. there"s nothing to see here... carry on.

JD said...

Nope, too glib, try again.

JD said...