I know things were really heavy during my past two posts. I have got to tackle something a little less exhausting and a little more superficial or I might break in two. So what did I do? I decided to enjoy the light sounds of the encouraging message of secret lovers trying to keep the secret. Yes, much less emotionally brutal.
While on the internet I saw a cover of the currently popular song “Don’t Tell ‘Em.” I was first introduced to the original by my teenage son. (I only let him listen to the radio-version.) You can find it here.
The cover was by Lorde and is an entirely different arrangement with a whole different feel to it. I love, love, love Lorde’s voice. It’s rich and deep. Very unique in today’s radio waves. But I can’t handle watching her sing. It’s as if she is in pain…..or having convulsions…..or possessed by a demon. It’s just bizarre. And then she makes some odd choices in her appearance like having her nails shaped to be claw-shaped. I can deal with the strange cosmetic choices, but her body movements are so distracting to me that I have a hard time hearing her.
Video may kill the radio star, indeed.