At the end of the day, all these girls took their cues from Lana and would never have been given the chance if she didn't break through first. Lana is the QUEEN.
Omg Jennifer, the weather in Vanshitty right now <
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Can't wait for FKA v Banks bandwagon wars to ensue!
I'm in Toronto visiting family right now, but I've heard. The humidity here is disgusting tho. I just need to move to San Diego and have perfect weather all year round.
I'm in Toronto visiting family right now, but I've heard. The humidity here is disgusting tho. I just need to move to San Diego and have perfect weather all year round.
My friend was living there and moved here.
What kinda "this is your brain on meth" tea?
At the end of the day, all these girls took their cues from Lana and would never have been given the chance if she didn't break through first. Lana is the QUEEN.
True.
They also won't have anywhere near her success which means they can keep their high Meta averages
It’s only August, but Song of the Summer season may as well be over. The period of speculation and pop analysis that consumes culture publications (such as this one) from roughly April to July has more or less crowned its winners — those would be Iggy Azalea and Charli XCX’s “Fancy” and Magic!’s “Rude” — and now we’re expected to brush the peanut shells off our pants, down the dregs of our overpriced beers, and exit the premises. But unlike the past few years, there’s a general sense of hollowness in hindsight, and I know I’m not alone in feeling this kind of way. As sick as we got of 2012’s “Call Me Maybe” and last year’s “Get Lucky,” we still embraced them as popular mementos of a certain time, to be placed in some kind of arbitrary hall of fame alongside other zeitgeist landmarks like “Hot in Herre” and “Macarena.” Will anyone 10 years from now be thinking back nostalgically about the summer when you couldn’t get Iggy Azalea off your radio?
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This even extends to the production of the music itself — there’s so much cultural capital now in having an SoS to your name that musicians are releasing increasingly literal songs meant to capture that ephemeral hot-weather vibe. Calvin Harris’s “Summer” is most guilty of this, but Jason Derulo’s “Wiggle” also reeks of that viral-seeking desperation.
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Summer songs are the musical equivalent of summer blockbusters, and while the popular line is that you have to “turn off your brain” to enjoy both, their real worth is giving you something to talk about with a stranger in line at Target.
By those standards, all you need to do to figure out the Song of the Summer of 2014 is close your eyes, look into your heart, and imagine what you’ll be dancing embarrassingly to with someone’s aunt at a wedding in 2024. That’s right. Don’t deny what you know to be true. The song of the summer is “Turn Down for What.”
I'm in Toronto visiting family right now, but I've heard. The humidity here is disgusting tho. I just need to move to San Diego and have perfect weather all year round.
poor Porktina
