I’m bored with Taylor Swift

Not that there was ever much between us, other than distance. But she seems like an Aspen sort of gal, and I wouldn’t hold that against her.

She’s evidently a singer. She might even write some of her own stuff. So we have something in common. I too am a singer, and I too write some of my own stuff. There’s:

The Ants are my friends, they’re blowin’ in the wind.

And:

Since you left me, you’ve seen me with some other girls, lookin’ like I’m having fun;

But though they might be cute, they’re just prostitutes…

Then there’s:

This is the dawning of the Age of Asparagus

And, of course, the one I made famous one intoxicating and intoxicated Karaoke night:

… there’s a bathroom on the right…

Back to Taylor. She’s got talent. She’s certainly pretty rich and even kinda pretty. I give her a B+ in music and an A+ in business.

By way of comparison, I give Bob Dylan an A+ in songwriting, a B- in singing, and an A- in business. Changing his name from Robert Zimmerman to Bob Dylan – after Dylan Thomas – back in the 60s was genius. But the mumble-jumble act in his concerts over the last, oh, 30 years has gotten tiresome.

Even so, Dylan has been my idol ever since he gave the finger to the Nobel Prize Committee.

Working my way back to Taylor again. She hasn’t changed her name to, say, Joe Montana, but she’s found a home in football stadiums. At first, she performed her act there. She still does, but it’s a different act now.

Her new football stadium act is to act like she’s dating a player. His name is Travis Kelce. He’s apparently very good at running over the defenders and then catching the football, and running over some more defenders.

He’s an offensive player. Football is not subtle, and neither is he.

And neither is she. Taylor sits, stands, dances and prances in one of the expensive booths behind glass where she can see and, more importantly, be seen.

Seen, she is. By zillions of fans who can’t afford to pay zillions of dollars for tickets to her music performances.

I wonder if Taylor and Travis are truly a HOT ITEM or if they are both just playing to the crowd. Either way, it looks like fun. These two get more exposure and more Ho-Ho-Hos than Santa Claus.

If they get married, will he take her famous name? Till death do them part, or a better offer comes along, will he become Travis Taylor Swift? Or perhaps he’ll just use the middle initial, as in Travis T. Swift. When he’s filling out a form that requires last name first, he would be “Swift Travis T.”

I sort of wish for some swiftness. This pair of travesties is boring the blue jeans off me.

My book is out, called “High Attitude — How Woke Liberals Ruined Aspen.” It’s available on Amazon and Barnes and Noble.

7 thoughts on “I’m bored with Taylor Swift

  1. It is a remarkable thing that a popular female entertainer can generate about the same amount of comment as all the rest of the news combined. Or perhaps it is the result of the rest of the news, all of which is deeply disturbing and depressing. Again, perhaps it is part and parcel of the phenomenon of the popularity of lighthearted movie comedies during the depths of The Depression, i.e., a form of escapism. I find it peculiar, however, that her popularity is mostly among females who, if I am not misinformed, seem to think that attending one of her concerts is akin to observing The Transfiguration. Such female hysterics used to be confined to swooning over male singers. I suppose the change is due to the years of indoctrination by “feminists” of the first, second and third wave who have finally convinced many highly suggestable females that men are unnecessary to lead a fulfilled life. I suspect that she will gradually disappear from the front pages and be consigned to the same beat as Madonna and Cher. Question is, what will supplant her? I shudder to think.

  2. A good send-up of an overrated media darling. If only she’d write a song that didn’t involve a boyfriend breakup. (Compare her to Dylan and have your mind blown.) But perhaps I haven’t listened to very many of hers at all. I’ll get right on that.

  3. I just realized that she has been channeling for her entire career, after all, she is famous for her red, red lipstick. Not just red, but Chiefs’ red.Is this one of those instances where he chased her ’til she caught him?

    I, too, am getting tired of the ‘show’, but I don’t blame either of them. It’s all the news media’s fault. Anything to get attention . . . for the media, not the players. If she’s a real fan, she should watch K.C. play Denver while sitting alone in the cheap seats in the middle of all the Broncos fans.

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