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Jackie's avatar

My interpretation of the album (of which there are fifty million floating around but I’m trying to be confident in my own voice) is that she’s going through all the stages of grief (as evidenced by the Apple Music playlists narrating the five stages of grief, the debut and Reputation songs are conspicuously missing because the rerecordings haven’t been released yet), and all the crazy crap that people attempt to do and go through in their attempts to process that grief.

It’s her angriest album yet and it terrifies me…but it’s also meant to hold up a mirror to the kind of grief and rage many people (in this case, women) are afraid to feel for fear that it will tarnish their sweet pop star image. Or in my case, their sweet church girl image. Or good girl image. Whatever it is. I was shocked and kind of terrified the first time I heard Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me, and I felt bad for relating to it…which is the point, I think.

We can of course go through all the things we can do to healthily manage those giant feelings (a relationship with Jesus, counseling, real friendships), and that’s real for me too! But it’s challenging in that it challenges me personally to not look away from that. Especially when all I want to do is listen to 1989 for the millionth time. Great piece!

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Kristen's avatar

I agree with so much you said here. I definitely expected this to be a break up album and while it certainly is, it seems very introspective and a more holistic view than in the past considering our origins, societal pressures, and how she/we have come to be at the place we are now.

Her critiques of religion are all the reasons I left. The sanctimonious soliloquies, the need to cage people, the insistence on control in the name of caring and then subsequent refusal to provide help when it’s needed. Within a system that was supposed to be founded on love, caring, “saving”, and community I felt abandoned, judged, less than, discarded, and never enough. I tried so hard, I followed the rules, I really gave it everything and finally had to break up with the idea of a supposedly safe space that was never that in actuality.

There are a lot of parallels between my break up with my evangelical roots and an actual breakup. There are places you no longer go, rituals that were once sacred that you don’t want to do, but also miss, people you no longer interact with or who actively see you as a villain.

In Down Bad the lyrics

“Did you really beam me up?

In a cloud of sparkling dust. Just to do experiments on me.

Tell me I was the chosen one.

Show me this world is bigger than us. Then send me right back where I came from.”

Very much embodies my experience as the daughter of a pastor who lost his church. I love that she actively encourages people ascribing their own meaning to her words. For me this is very much a deconstruction album that hits in a way she probably never intended but I’m grateful for this group therapy processing session that I didn’t even realize I desperately needed.

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