I donāt think pop music has historically ever had a moment like her āGirl, So Confusingā remix verse. Itās not a joke. Itās 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 donāt think we appreciate the prose switch-up enough. I also have said āletās work it out on the remix?ā to many people Iāve fought with since the song dropped. Sometimes I even write a verse mimicking the song taking accountability of what Iāve done and I send it to who Iām in a conflict with, it actually helps! Iām obsessed with the new singles off her upcoming album Virgin and Iām already studying the cadence of epigrams like āMDMA in the back gardenā,. Iām 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 āThe Pathā starts up on my (files purchased on ITunes!) burnt CD-R copy of āSolar Powerā is natureās SSRI. Suck on that, Saint Johnās Wort.
