Originally posted by Ripedie254

I consider HG a country song. But it's different and new country, it's like a breath of fresh air especially in light of those horror movies that Blake Shelton released

Originally posted by JakeKills

I think of Long Live as going along with State of Grace, Holy Ground, The Lucky One and Eyes Open...
Alt-pop rock?

Originally posted by JakeKills

I think of Long Live as going along with State of Grace, Holy Ground, The Lucky One and Eyes Open...
Alt-pop rock?

Originally posted by TayLord

Btw has the RED tour been receiving good reviews? For me all these reviews have been a bit ambiguous. Like where do you think it stands: critical acclaim, positive, mixed, or negative?

Originally posted by TayLord

Btw has the RED tour been receiving good reviews? For me all these reviews have been a bit ambiguous. Like where do you think it stands: critical acclaim, positive, mixed, or negative?

Originally posted by JakeKills

@lenadunham: The @taylorswift13 show tonight=most life-affirming thing I've experienced (NOT hyperbole. After all, haven't yet been to a gay wedding.)

Originally posted by boyswifty

I want an album full of SBTs/NGUs/LKs/S&Ss



Critical acclaim
Only bad things were th last review and that show where Ed messed up, but they still complimented Her a lot.

Originally posted by Ripedie254

An album of LLs, ATWs, Enchanteds, SOGs, S&Ss, HGs with a touch of Minesus would slay the masses

Originally posted by JakeKills

With Lena, Ashley A and Jessica Stam

Originally posted by Sam Lansky, disciple

I saw Taylor Swift last night in concert, but more importantly, I saw her last night as a person, when I went backstage before her show to say hi. Because of the nature of the work that I do and my very vocal admiration for her abilities as a songwriter, she knows who I am and is fond of me, I think; that being said, I spend a lot more time thinking about Taylor Swift than she spends thinking about me. That’s to be expected, I suppose. She’s Taylor Swift, after all. Taylor Swift, the most successful recording artist of the digital era. Taylor Swift, the butt of everyone’s grim, derivative “Maybe I’m the Problem” jokes.

On the train, I had been thinking about what I wanted to say to her when I saw her. I wouldn’t have much time, I knew, because of the tightness of her schedule, but there was something I wanted to ask her, a question I’d been turning over in my head for the past several days, and also for a lifetime, something that had occurred to me as being relevant after I read a review of her show. “I’m told I have a lot of feelings,” she said to the crowd. ****, I thought. I have a lot of feelings, too. And I wondered if, like me, Taylor scares men away with her emotional intensity — whether the patterns in her highly publicized romantic life that people (mostly men) derisively delineate as “crazy” are just what that emotional intensity looks like from the outside. So the question I wanted to ask her was this: Is it better to succumb to those high emotional stakes, to accept that you’re emotionally demanding and that you feel things deeply, that you fall in and out of love without impunity, and to show the people you date just how emotional you are because that is who you are and to pretend to be anything else is disingenuous — or is it better to strive to be steelier, tougher, more reticent with those feelings, to not be so indiscriminately giving with them, to refuse to be a victim of your own great, gaping psychic need and hope that maybe it will stick if you fake it for long enough and repress that desire to be inappropriately emotional, that you’ll actually become someone who isn’t such a ****ing emotional train wreck? I needed, urgently, to ask this question, because I had to know what I should do, after running into the problem over and over again of alienating men (even ones who cared about me!) with the potency of my emotions, and never knowing if that meant they were the wrong men for me in the first place or whether I was just too crazy to manage. Who could understand that more than her — who could be better equipped to grapple with this question, the toss-up between being authentically crazy or lying about who you are in the hopes that you’ll end up changing?

When she saw me, her face lit up. She hugged me. “Oh my God, Sam,” she said. “Thank you for coming to my show.” (This made me feel terribly important, which was probably the point.) She asked me about my new job and told me I looked great. She gripped my hands and looked very intently into my eyes. I said some dumb things like, “You’ve had quite a year,” and then, most impressive in its stupidity: “Well, Taylor, people throw rocks at things that shine.” We talked about her latest album, about writing. I asked her to make her best happy-free-confused-and-lonely-at-the-same-time face and we took a picture.

And then, in a moment’s pause in the conversation, I wanted to ask her that question — the feelings question — because I wanted to hear her droll response, and also, I wanted to have the absolutely ludicrous experience of asking Taylor Swift for dating advice, to lock it away in my memory book and keep it forever. I wanted her frustration, her unwisdom. But, seized by anxiety, I couldn’t do it, couldn’t say the thing I’d rehearsed. I looked at her. She is striking in person, more so than in photographs; her face looks like a watercolor painting, all blurry except for the keenness of her eyes, glacier-blue. She cocked her head as I hesitated, studying me. I didn’t want to know, I realized suddenly, because I already knew; I knew that to be the person who would ambush Taylor Swift about feelings would mean that I was irresponsible beyond measure. That what I actually needed — what I always need — are restraint, boundaries, self-control. It wouldn’t be a more virtuous action just because the impulse reflected something authentic in me. It would be silly, and a little bit embarrassing. And I wouldn’t be doing it for any other reason than to feel understood — to explain to Taylor Swift that I was like her, to deepen the real or imagined empathic bond between us. To show her that maybe I was the problem, too.

So I just said, “It was really great to see you.” Because it was.

Originally posted by Kyra

Just got back from the concert! The Lord was flawless So happy You're Not Sorry was performed, it was perfect. The first time I've seen the Lord in person and it exceeded my very high expectations! All Too Well >>> The Lord almost began crying during it.

Train though

Originally posted by Dingdong123

She seriously needs to perform Mary's Song and Stay Beautiful next. The epicness of Mary's Song performance.

Originally posted by thediscomonkey

Teh fab 3 & a peasant.

Originally posted by Ripedie254

You had me crawling for you honey and it never would've gone away, no

You used to shine so bright but I watched all of it fade

So you dont have to call

Anymore

I wont pick up the phone

This is the last straw

Nothing left to beg for

And you can tell me that you're sorry but I don't beleive you baby

Like I did before

You're not Sorry

No

This was my jam back in the day

Originally posted by Kyra

Just got back from the concert! The Lord was flawless So happy You're Not Sorry was performed, it was perfect. The first time I've seen the Lord in person and it exceeded my very high expectations! All Too Well >>> The Lord almost began crying during it.

Train though

Originally posted by castle13

OMG the first time I saw that Taylor performed You're Not Worthy, I thought about you. I knew how much you love that song. I'm sorry sis.