You don’t get to yell at me like that!
y’all saw this shit right.
CHAPPELL ROAN Video Music Awards 2024
#you tell 'em girl
Thank you Chappell Roan 🥂🍷
called it
“Baby, why don’t you come over? Champagne Supernova Falling into me
I don’t care that you’re a stoner, Maybe I’m a loner maybe I’m... meeeee"
I'm in hell, help me
Chappell Roan's entry to the stage at Osheaga, followed by Feminominon (am I spelling that right?) Pop music always sounded better with a live band and serving absolute cunt, and the Chappell Roan band hit both counts! I am in absolute love with the fact that an artist with certified pop bangers also has canon (as in not just live but on the record too) guitar solos, what did you all think rock music was in the 80s?? It was pop! Anyway, what an icon.
Unrelatedly, MUSERS: does her intro sound a bit like Take A Bow or does it not?? Do those chord changes not give TAB but on strings? That, or also possibly Prelude towards the end. They ought to tour together, we'd all explode.
This felt like a significant Moment. Chappell Roan performing HOT TO GO and After Midnight at Osheaga earlier this month, breaking records apparently for the largest daytime attendance at the festival for any one artist at the festival. (Osheaga is set up so that you have two stages next to each other, so that there is no time wasted in setting up between two acts. When the stage on the left finishes, the next act is slotted to go up on the right. Though of course, both stages were packed to watch Chappell here.) Chappell came on at 3:30 PM on a blazing-hot Saturday afternoon.
I'm fascinated by her themed wardrobes for the whole band, I think the fairy/Cinderella alluding costumes were interesting along with a song that says, 'Everything good happens after midnight', but it went quite well with the intro!
Anyway. Big moment for queer music (again).
"Who shall the chosen fairy be for letter C?
Lovely Chappell! The choice is she!
And with her, see, a little tune for those light wings!
That dance among the leaves and flowers
In someone’s garden.
Is it ours?"
I changed Cicely's poem for the columbine flower slightly to go along with the graphic I made.
Oh what a weekend I’ve had!
I’d live at a festival if I could. I love the vibes. Everyone just instantaneously knows and recognises one another. There’s no hesitation. Everyone’s a stranger, and no one’s a stranger. ‘You’re here for the festival too?’ We all just bounce off each other’s vibes. I will listen to anything. There are no genres. I will dance the night away with strangers. There are circles of people pointing their shoes together and hopping and dancing to Justice. Made friends with Nemo the fish (plastic) at an electronic rave. I will go watch artists I normally wouldn’t listen to. Everyone knows it’s a special occasion, everyone brings a live band. The music automatically sounds bigger, better, more consequential. You make friends in the crowd. You’re able to relate 30 years of loving a band just by screaming the words to one deep cut from that 30 year old album together. I’ve made five different friends from five different countries. My friends left Chappell Roan with five friendship bracelets. I befriended five dads by yelling every single word to F.O.D. at Green Day. I’ve seen people experience extremely private emotions during a song; we’d not even have been in the same venue if not for the festival.
There are so many new numbers in my phone book. Numbers I may never use again. Numbers that might start old conversations next summer as our country thaws and gets ready for music outdoors again. Either way, we’ve spent time together, we’ve discovered new music together. I love music festivals. Long live live music. ❤️
It’s gonna be a Chappell Roan summer this, brat summer that, cruel summer; stop it. I need the summer to stop. It’s so hot. End it. I wish I could go back to spring again