When it comes to choosing which concerts to attend, I am very deliberate. There’s a lot to contend with when it comes to investing time and money into live music: paying absurd ticketing fees, finding someone with similar music taste to serve as a partner in concert crime, schlepping to an (often) inconvenient location, and then struggling with the inevitable mob of other fans.
So, if I can’t get no satisfaction from the various terrors of concert going, I need to be 1000 percent sure that the artist I’m paying (financially, physically, emotionally) to see is worth it.
Who makes the cut this week? Nicki Minaj. Who doesn’t? Taylor Swift.
I have had to endure hearing people—namely mothers of children I used to babysit—rave about Taylor’s live performances, but I refuse to be fooled by her high-waisted short theatrics.
I’m much more interested in her failed feminist twitter theatrics from Tuesday night, in which she took Nicki Minaj’s thoughtful—and actually feminist—comments on the VMA nominations and made them all about her.