And I could picture this person sitting in her room wondering what other people thought of her (a constant and highly unpleasant activity during adolescence), and hoping the discussions went something like this: "Yeah, she's interesting, kind of quirky- isn't she the girl who is into Judy Garland?" I imagined her choosing that particular icon because she was more or less available- she could own it because it's doubtful anyone in her circle had a Judy Garland obsession. And the fact that she had chosen Judy Garland, of all people, could have been significant. Seeing my post on this person's page, where the context and bit of commentary I'd originally established was meaningless, got me thinking about how we attach ourselves to pop iconography as a way of saying, "This is who I am." And for this teenage girl, "I am into Judy Garland" may well have been an important part of her developing sense of self. So I assume she had a saved search that would pick up Garland posts so that she could re-blog the media. And sure enough, there were pages of animated gifs of Poehler interlaced with the occasional Garland image. It belonged to a high school girl, and somewhere in the description it said something about how her Tumblr contained random things that she was interested in, most of which had to do with Amy Poehler, "Saturday Night Live", "Parks and Recreation", and Judy Garland. There was very little activity, but I did see one re-blog, and curiosity led me to check out this person's page. A while after my little write-up went live, I did what I'm guessing (hoping?) everyone on Tumblr does and checked back to see if anyone "liked" or re-blogged my post. So I was listening to this song and had this idea about the applause, and then I posted it on my Tumblr. She earned that almost surreal burst of energy during the curtain call, and the fact that we can't see what's happening and have to reconstruct the scene from sound alone makes it that much more fun. She was, and she killed, and the crowd understands, and they let her know in the most ecstatic way possible.
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It sounds like a triumphant gladiator parading around a coliseum, an even more apt metaphor considering her difficult life and the crack in her voice in the song's early going, where you wonder for a moment whether she was going to be up for it on this particular night. The crowd explodes section by section, presumably because she is walking around the stage addressing them all in turn. As great as the song is, one of the most interesting things about it to me is the extended roar of the audience when she finishes and the fanfare kicks in. "Rainbow", of course, is Garland's signature song, and understandably, the audience goes completely insane when she finally hits that big "Why can't I?" at the climax. I posted it on Tumblr to talk about this crowd noise. That LP serves as both a summary and celebration of the American popular song in the pre-rock'n'roll era, and given its place in the chronology, it also feels like a passing of the torch ("Bye bye, old world," as Jonathan Richman would say 12 years later).
It scares me.īack in February I posted a song to my Tumblr: Judy Garland singing "Over the Rainbow", from her 1961 album Judy at Carnegie Hall. It's scary man, simulation life that we're living. They don't actually embody any of those things.
Then you'll meet them and they're just the biggest turkey in the world. Instead of kids going out and making their own moments, they're just taking these images and living vicariously through other people's moments. Because it like, it reminds me of those clique-y girls in high school that used to make fun of everyone else and define what was cool, but in five years, when you all graduate, that shit doesn't matter.
I'm really scared for my generation, you know.
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