There will always be this element of stupid white girl music in the world and I am just going to have to deal with it. While I don’t particularly dig Sara Bareilles’ music I was sort of impressed that a “pretty, but not so pretty” girl was doing so well in the current climate of the music industry.
“Wow!” I thought, “look at that big honker on her face! Is that her gimick? Is she the girl who won’t get a nose job because she’s so above it? Is this another girl-rock marketing angle? Like Fiona was with her whole not-eating thing and being crazy at award ceremonies thing? Like Tori Amos was with her 900 songs about rape? Like when Liz Phair went mainstream and got pregnant and married and all of her fans were pissed but she did it anyway and went platinum? Like how Carol King didn’t do any of that shit and wrote some of the greatest songs ever in the world?”
Nevertheless, I was kind of excited to see a glimmer of lame 90’s Feminism make a comeback in mainstream music– shit, not even feminism, just some kind personal integrity. She’s taking a stand, right?
Wrong.
It’s not such a big deal, but it’s also not that inobvious whats going on here. The PR guys got to her.
“Yeah, Sara, WE know you’re into your nose, and of course WE love that, but what about the American public? What about Rhapsody and iTunes? We don’t want to make this record about your nose. We don’t want to make a “nose record,” Sara. This is about Sara Bareilles, The Moderately Unfortgettable Pseudo-Feminist Down-Home Pop Star. Now take this radio and cover up that schnoz.”
Then again, I might have made all of that up.
You know how I feel about her. You’ve heard my angry tirades about her more times than you should have. She’s just feminist enough to not get a nose job…but not feminist enough to let her honker shine in all its glory on her album cover. Either that or she was just poor before, but now that her records are selling she can afford the procedure. Give it a while…she just might pull an Ashley Simpson and get a nose job, deny it, then admit it. Hey, if it stops her from doing that jerky little dance she does I’m all for it.
By the way, I just realized that she reminds me of Terry Pterodactyl from PeeWee’s Playhouse.
I’ve never even heard of her. Then again, I’d never heard of Jessica Simpson until I was setting up her bands’ equipment a few years ago. Does that mean I’m “out of the loop”? Or “pop-culturally un-informed”? Or does it mean that all of these people suck, and I’d rather spend my time making my own stuff and finding new bands that are musically adventurous…or, heaven help us, maybe listening to Beethoven?
Brett, it means these people suck and you’re one of the lucky ones who has been able to avoid them. You’re not missing anything. I envy you.
wow, jealous much? people just don’t when to shut up! she is human, and we all have flaws. Just because you have to cover up your insecurities doesn’t mean you have to make fun of a person you don’t even know.
At least I can close my html tags.
You know what, I guess I am jealous. I’m a little jealous at how someone so utterly boring and run-of-the-mill could be so popular…with girls who have shitty taste in music.
Well, I like her.