when taylor first revealed her desire to “find a place in this world,” i don’t think she could’ve anticipated that, two decades on, she’d be playing that song she penned at just 13 years old to a sold-out crowd at the closing night of her sixth headlining tour — the biggest tour the industry has seen — when her place in this world has, in fact, been found (both personally and professionally). it just makes me very, very emotional, knowing the girl who wrote “i’m alone, on my own, and that’s all i know” has kept going and persevering through it all, even when she’s felt scared and unmoored — see: her saying “i’m sure i related to [a place in this world] when i wrote it, but i think i relate to it more now” in houston last year before she played it on this tour in the wake of her breakup — and just look at where she is now. something tells me her younger self would not only feel so grateful and happy, but also ridiculously proud.
the autotune distortion part of dear reader is soooo effective in how it takes someone who has been idolized and constructed through song and performance and public persona, with some of the cogs and bolts her own doing, and reveals how that person we think we know is as real as the pixelated images we see of her, which is to say not real at all. it reveals this god like figure to be an invention of our own design, barely human anymore. and the fact that it distorts over the line "never take advice from someone who's falling apart" hits home that she's not the shiny, perfect godlike woman we see. the hologram ripples, the machine glitches, when the fallibility of her humanity shows through, breaking the visage of perfection we're accustomed to. it's not real, not humanly possible to be this person the curated and carefully constructed way we see her, never was, and isn't possible to achieve. the reality of who she is, outside the songs and the narrative, is way messier, way less inspiring and tied up in a perfect bow. but also doubles as a philosophical meditation on where does one end and the other begin? if the only version of her that most people know is a bunch of perfect pixels, is that the real her now? If that's taylor, then who is the flesh and blood person sitting on her couch every night? does she even exist outside of those pixels anymore? does anyone know the real taylor anymore, herself included, and which one is the real taylor? is she just the ghost in the machine now?
taylor nation dropping a photo of the exact moment where taylor had a life changing epiphany during glendale n1
“IM GONNA FIND SOMEONE SOMEDAY WHO MIGHT ACTUALLY TREAT ME WELL”
my dear dear friend who works so tirelessly to make her blog an impeccable resource - who endures more on a daily basis than I could handle for five minutes - the first person to welcome me into the community here despite being one of the “biggest” blogs. this place is nooothing without Jaime
i think a lot about sadie's expression in this exact moment
death, taxes, and joever
ALSO ALSO "the alchemy" and how alchemy's main goal has always been trying to transform ordinary materials into gold, and the number of her lyrics being like "deep blue but you painted me golden" and gold rush and fucking MIDAS TOUCH on the song about a failed proposal???? she is so back in her lyrical parallel era I'm living
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FYI the new fonts used for TTPD are as follows:
Big Caslon CC (for the title)
Nitti Typewriter (for the font used on the website/preorder)
Just in case you're a font-head like me!