I don’t think pop music has historically ever had a moment like her “Girl, So Confusing” remix verse. It’s not a joke. It’s a triumph for literature. Everyone remembers where they were the first time they heard it. This was a serious revolution and took us out of her usual fever dreaminess of controlled poetic syntax (which I love) , to just unmasked, raw, chaotic feminine brutality and I don’t think we appreciate the prose switch-up enough. I also have said “let’s work it out on the remix?” to many people I’ve fought with since the song dropped. Sometimes I even write a verse mimicking the song taking accountability of what I’ve done and I send it to who I’m in a conflict with, it actually helps! I’m obsessed with the new singles off her upcoming album Virgin and I’m already studying the cadence of epigrams like ‘MDMA in the back garden’,. I’m someone who struggles with severe summer depression, which is taboo in the world of seasonal sadists but taking my discman for a walk by the ocean as “The Path” starts up on my (files purchased on ITunes!) burnt CD-R copy of ‘Solar Power’ is nature’s SSRI. Suck on that, Saint John’s Wort.
