life on the surface

she seems such a representative product of the popular limits of the american way, emo style, which used to have an appeal for me as a kid (without the repetitive country twang though, unless it was something like freebird)... listening to taylor swift for the first time tonight reminds me of life on the surface, the simple repetitive rhythm of the heartbeat whining out the same old story, with or without a fight or glory, just the poisonous lie that being alone is somehow wrong and any sell-out is worth not being alone and success is falling in love with a lot of money, but still, like so many songs before there are times when the delusional fairy tale is a good distraction from reality... as long as we forget that the boy was lucky he made it through that awkward stage when the world gets crazy about boys and girls touching each other (she was lucky too, though she'd have likely moved on to a normal life) and he wasn't arrested for statutory rape as so many others have been in real life as they waste away in prison or in destroyed lives as registered sex offenders, but that's besides the point...

while there is a bit of pathetic pathos to her awkward gaze (probably religion or country music or some other repetitive confusion, lol oh open your mind and get a sense of humor - or some awareness and depth, will ya?), there is a throwback quality to a country leslie gore that can appeal to the heartbreak kid like tracks of my tears, but then, living life on the surface, so few humans seem to realize how alone we are in this life experience... being alone may be the only experience we truly share...

narf :)