Lover has arrived and I’m here for it. Heavy rotation, people, that includes singing tracks down the hallways at work. All in. Just last week I was driving up the PCH wondering if anyone else was listening to Elliott Smith on a sunny LA day. Thank goodness Taylor Swift came to flip the script and my playlist, Lover plays so much better in the sunshine–full of optimism and self-assurance, this album is unabashedly Taylor. The songwriting mastermind is living out her gifts and tuning out anything or anyone who tries to shame or diminish her for it, and that is definitely something to celebrate.
I best get back to it, I haven’t played Paper Rings for about 10 minutes.