queen bee vs. the worker bee

Preface: No, i am not some weirdo foster the people groupie. No, i’m not some wanna be crazy audiophile that discovered foster the people x+2xyz years ago. And you know what, i don’t even own their album on itunes (cue in Spotify!). But, do not let this discourage my credibility!! (i had phoenix Way before you did, ha). First things first. HOW am i not tired of pumped up kicks? Fine, yes, i am that girl that still blares it in the car.. i know.. But, it’s not only that. Whenever im at work on my computer (umm, all day long) foster’s playin over and over and over. i have yet to grow weary. What the fuck is wrong with me?

But, here’s the thing- i’m not the only denizen that is experiencing this. It’s like a fucking foster craze in la. Everyone loves them. Bars light up when foster comes on, i might have died a little bit when i saw them at oustide lands (cue in the unexpected weezer cover-melt/cheer/dance/melt), and i find that everyone is asking themselves the same thing- how am i/we/you/they not tired of them. Have foster the people done the unthinkable- created something authentically catchy and beloved by the youth (very not PC here, justt go with it) of america? I can’t place too many that do not (at least) like them for legitimate reasons… Hehe, they just like to be anti establishment, anti mainstream, emofabulous.. Whatever. But anyways, i digress. 

Take Waste. Is it because I want to tell this guy I like to “Call it what you want?” Hmmm? #gottalovethesecretgirlfriend. TOTAL t.swift moment right there, sigh. I already threw out a minor shoutout to Foster saying how ‘that rat race ladder-climbing fake-face smile’s got nothing on me.’ Chee heee. Let’s keep going..’And everyday that you want to waste, you can; and everyday that you want to wake up, you can; and everyday that you want to change; i’ll help you see it through because i just really want to be with you.” How lovely is that? Honestly. No sass, no sarcasm. Honest sincerity. It’s lovely. 

Le sigh, take last night. I was at a bar and i asked the dj (wanna be dj as he did not comply with my sweet request) to play Helena Beat (they had just played some cool remix of Pumped Up Kicks (see, I don’t even know who did the remix))… I heard Helena on the radio the other day.. Soo it’s mainstream now; ergo, it can be played at some stupid bar. Clearly, i was denied (yes, there is a glimmer of hostility). I loved houdini the most before i became obsessed with this song (and yes, a few months ago, okay, before it was all over itunes). And maybe i should do my homework and figure out what exactly they’re tryna say- but art, music, literature- the beauty is that meaning is found with the beholder (aha Lord Byron, you dog!)…Aka: you (me/the listener) cannot be passive. For me this song is about all of our lives. We’ve all sipped poison (cue in t.swift moment x2), sometimes life does take us by the hand and put us down. And we all have wanted to choose to not get outta bed and just get lost in our heads. And fuck, i do that too often as is. And ya, just for the record, the video scares the shit outta me. But it’s real isn’t it..?

And what about a little shoutout to “i would do anything for you.” And no, this isn’t my love letter to monsieur foster begging him to love me. Eveeeen though he does follow one of my friends from high school on twitter (and no, he doesn’t follow me)… Haha, over it.. Maybe. But again, it’s the ideal isn’t it, for some guy to say this to you (total girly moment)- “oooh la love, i’ve fallen in love and it’s better this time than ever before… and it’s better this time than i’ve ever known.” And he doesn’t even sound like he’s a. desperado, b. tryna way too hard, c. a line. No, it’s sincere. Le sigh. 

Moving on, i love the entire album, but i’m gonna put her there for now. 

I’m willing to put some coin on it that foster the people are much more tired of themselves then we are. However, the amount of charity work they do is not only extremely appreciated, but also very inspiring. They are fostering the people- i’m proud to be a fan- this is my way of showing it. 

By the way, to those of you reading this, thank you all for your likes & follows. They mean a great deal to me. With that said, I’m gonna X out of Spotify now so they don’t think I’m completely crazy, stalker, obsessive, (insert any other synonym). Because, ya, sometimes i wanna disappear.  -kml

Sep 8
WHY CAN I NOT STOP LISTENING TO FOSTER THE PEOPLE