Her music is just so... stupid. I can't imagine sitting through her entire discography without my brain melting into mush. The brain-dead lyrics, the saccharine vocals, the generic production - not to mention, outside her discography, the bottomless well of tacky she draws on for whatever she likes to call her ''visuals''. Mariah's entire career is basically an allegory for Americans getting dumber and fatter over time. Ew.
never has anything encapsulated the essence of being a madonna gay quite like this post. congrats
Her music is just so... stupid. I can't imagine sitting through her entire discography without my brain melting into mush. The brain-dead lyrics, the saccharine vocals, the generic production - not to mention, outside her discography, the bottomless well of tacky she draws on for whatever she likes to call her ''visuals''. Mariah's entire career is basically an allegory for Americans getting dumber and fatter over time. Ew.
How completely ignorant. Lol. Mariah is a better lyricist than Madonna.
How completely ignorant. Lol. Mariah is a better lyricist than Madonna.
Ikr. Exhibit A:
Quote:
Trembling
Starry eyed
As you put your hand in mine...
It was twilight
On the Fourth of July
Sparkling colors were
Strewn across the sky
And we sat close enough
That we just barely touched
While roman candles
Went soaring above us and baby
Then you put your hand in mine
And we wandered away
I was trembling inside
But I wanted to stay
Pressed against you there and leave the world behind
On that Fourth of July
So starry eyed
On the flowery hillside
Breathless and fervid
Amid the dandelions
As it swept over me
Like the wind through the trees
I felt you sigh with a
Sweet intensity and baby
Then you put your hand in mine
And we floated away
Delicately lay entwined
In an intimate daze
A crescent moon began to shine
And I wanted to stay
Tangled up with you among the fireflies
On that Fourth of July
Thunder clouds
Hung around
So threateningly
Ominously hovering
And the sky
Opened wide
Showering
Then you put your hand in mine
And we ran from the rain
Tentatively kissed goodnight
And went our separate ways
And I've never truly felt the way that I
Felt that Fourth of July
Truly I have never felt the same inside
Like that Fourth of July
Truly I could never feel the same as I
Felt that Fourth of July
Now girls, show me your faves excellent lyricism. Go on.