Is this real?
In August I posted an analysis of The Albatross. At the end I included this ask:
I genuinely wasn’t expecting her to play The Albatross again. She’s only ever played it one other time (June 29th in Dublin, mashed up with DWOHT) and the number of shows left was quickly dwindling. I don’t know, I just didn’t think she’d play it again.
BTW, when I posted that ask the surprise song dresses were still solid colors. We hadn’t seen these beautiful multicolored ones she debuted for the last leg of the tour.
Not only did she play The Albatross in a pink dress but she mashed it up with holy ground. I had asked her for this combo if she enjoyed reading our analyses. I think this mash up is telling us this space we’ve created is a holy ground for her. She feels safe with us. “Tonight I'm gonna dance/ For all that we've been through/ But I don't wanna dance/ If I'm not dancing with you” 🥹
Holy ground also has the lyric “And I see your face in every crowd” which is wildly reminiscent of 🎃’s latest message. “Every night a sea of different humans. And yet so many of them are the same. So many of them, in fact, that sometimes you forget that every now and again there's a person standing there who actually knows you. Sees you. Hears you. But then, you find them in the crowd.” Cc @spade-riddles
I’m aware most of you will probably think I’m crazy. That’s fine. On the chance I’m not, I just want it to be known how appreciative I am. I was watching the surprise songs tonight on live stream and was blown away. She started singing “Wise men…” and my soul left my body. Once I worked through the shock I got very emotional. It warms my heart to know that Taylor sees our support and finds comfort in it. We love you for you. We stay. 💕
Whether I'm gonna be your wife or Gonna smash up your bike, I Haven't decided yet But I'm gonna get you back
* Karlie Sunshine Giraffe Kloss (Paris, September 2024)
intertwined, interlaced, interconnected
When delusion becomes reality...
'Come along, the water's great, jump in, we're all mad here' - Taylor Swift on Jimmy Fallon (2021)
You could’ve warned us that the risk is drowning though.
Asking for a friend how many tortured poets does your department roughly have, Taylor?
...that’s just how it works. that’s how you get the girl. imgonnagetHERback.
let’s goooooo
Tate McRae covering Taylor Swift's “New Romantics” during soundcheck today in Bangkok, Thailand!
(November 2, 2024)
intertwined, interlaced, interconnected
When delusion becomes reality...
'come along, the water's great, jump in, we're all mad here' - Taylor Swift on Jimmy Fallon (2021)
You could’ve warned us that the risk is drowning though.
Asking for a friend how many tortured poets does your department roughly have, Taylor?
...that’s just how it works. that’s how you get the girl. imgonnagetHERback.
‘Don’t believe everything you read’
❤️🧡💛💚💙💜
Ah cute - these three 'former' friends... share a similar taste in music.
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Who's Afraid of Little Old Me?
I wanna snarl and show you just how disturbed this has made me You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me
So all you kids can sneak into my house with all the cobwebs I'm always drunk on my own tears, isn't that what they all said? That I'll sue you if you step on my lawn That I'm fearsome and I'm wretched and I'm wrong
Put narcotics into all of my songs And that's why you're still singing along
“i never quit caring” -😂😂😂- “i just can’t quit you”
! 🙌 !
Kelly Clarkson sang Lavender Haze on her show today wearing a yellow shirt, 13 days before December 8th, the last Eras tour show. Call me suspicious. 🤨
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“birds of a feather we should stick together”
i used to skip class in high school to go to concerts
and pinned the tickets on my bedroom door
(which is kind of stupid come to think of it now)
(if you don’t want your parents to find out somehow)
didn’t allow me to go and see placebo
went to muse without telling
2003
i was fifteen
badass 😂
a note my dad wrote in a book he gave me
jonathan franzen - freedom
ripped the page out
because i had to leave the book behind
somewhere in australia
a backpack ain’t a hogwards trunk 🫠
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“like a bird on a wire”
Conversation with friend(s) - recycled
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TAYLOR f*cking ALISON SWIFT
🤯🤯🤯🤯
WHAT ARE YOU DOING
i’m scared
this is starting to feel like a never ending fever dream
or more like a (girlfriend in) a coma
it’s serious i know
but please take us with you when you go
Wait what!? Are they for real?!
A DANDELION
And is Justin Vernon literally pointing at it while wearing the albatross face mask?!
I didn’t see the signs no (well the albatross ☑️)
🎃
HAPPY FREAKING HALLOWEEN TO US?!
What parallel universe did we step into
🎃 Imagine this. You are walking through your yard. It's one of your favorite places, all sprawling garden rows and vibrant green grass. There are herbs for cooking and spell casting. There are daisies - so many daisies - in every shade of your rainbow. Up ahead you spot a small cropping of weeds, and set your foot on each stepping stone of the path that leads right to them. The house is a little farther now, but you are still within the confines of your tall and impenetrable fence. Nothing comes through that fence. Not now and not ever. Within it you are safe. Your lover and your fresh baked buns are safe. (The buns, of course, are in the oven turning golden as you speak. It's an old family recipe, jotted lovingly on a recipe card.) You reach the weeds and pluck a dandelion. Caught up in a moment of buoyant childlike whimsy, you make a wish and blow, blow, blow. Hundreds of featherly florets scatter. You laugh. You watch as they ride the breeze, one floret in particular. It drifts and dances like all the others, but as the wind changes direction it swoops over the fence. You lose sight of it, and send a silent apology to whoever ends up with a cropping of dandelions in their yard. Did you know that dandelions don't need to be purposefully planted all at once? All it takes is for one small seed to catch on the breeze, and by then it has spread irreversibly. You'd never know where the initial seed came from, because it has started so small and floated so far. You swallow, staring at the fence. It was you who blew the dandelion in the first place. It was you who ventured too closely to the edge of the garden. It was chance and weather that landed it where it did. You breathe in, and deep and out, expelling the growing anxiety from your body. You turn back to the house. You have those homemade buns to tend to, after all. But as you reach the door you can't help but cast a furtive glance over your shoulder, to the spot where that dandelion floret disappeared. You can never blame someone for the dandelions that sprout in your grass. It’s untraceable and irrelevant. They all come from the same place anyway: a private moment performed too near the property line. Of course the recipient would pluck the weeds so unwittingly planted. Of course they, too, would blow, blow, blow and spread the florets far and wide. Once you blow a dandelion, you never get it back. It isn’t yours anymore. 🎃
Okay okay.. just another koincidence I’m sure.
Please, I would very much like to be excluded from this narrative. It’s ruining my life 😭
I can’t listen to ‘random’ music anymore without you two koincidencing (yes – I just decided that it’s a verb).
I've had some tricks up my sleeve Takes one to know one You're a cowboy like me
people who write cute little songs about their animals are my No.3 no matter what Until noticed otherwisemadhouse going all in
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