Here’s the thing: I’m not what you would describe as “musically gifted”. If I fell and couldn’t get up, I don’t have enough acting grace to play it off. The last time I made a drawing, the art teacher thought she was in the midst of a blind kid. I don’t own a camera, have never filled a notebook, and have never even recorded something worth spending the time to put on Youtube. In short, I am no artist.
Yet I know an artist when I come across one.
Katy Perry, for instance.
Have you heard California Gurls? I have. But more importantly, so has Jon. Like, seventy-three thousand times. Most of which was either when going to or coming from Carolina this past week. Because the Jeep is high on radio, low on any other sort of music playing device. Did you know if you seek through radio stations long enough you’ll eventually land on this masterpiece? Nate, Markus, myself, and most importantly, Jon, know all the lyrics to Katy Perry’s work of genius now. If I had to pick one person to speak for and represent Jon in front of the United Nations - it’d be Katy Perry. She gets her constituency. Evidence: “California girls, we’re undeniable. Fine, fresh, fierce - we got it on lock.” I don’t really know what that means, which shows she has some sort of underlying fundamental understanding of people that I don’t get. Impressive.
On a quick side note: the other night while watching Jersey Shore with Nate, D’Imad, and Markus, MTV aired a commercial with this song in the background. Jon is wildly enamored with it. I voiced my disappointment that the song was becoming MTV-popular and Markus asked me why. I couldn’t give an answer, but later realized that I must have felt that way because if the song were to blow up and be everywhere then it might mean something less to me than it had when I originally held it personal. Make sense? Maybe not. That’s the beauty of California Gurls though - since it’s already everywhere that we hear it, it can never lose it’s personal importance to Jon!
So Jon’s a big Katy Perry fan now. Hard to blame him there. What’s less certain is his feelings on my boy, Justin Bieber. Up until that song came on Jon said he had never heard one of his songs before. He didn’t speak much about it afterward, so I’m assuming throughout the duration of JBieb killin’ it that Jon was silent in contemplation of just how much he’s now down with him. I would have thought The Bieb was still blowing up the airwaves, but only once did we hear him. Once! We heard this more often. I counted. Ridiculous. I feel bad for him. But I’m proud that he eventually reached Jon’s demographic. Furthermore, I’m elated that Jon has been exposed to a recently significant part of our culture. Now if only our culture would become more exposed to a significant part of my slice of life: Jon. Yo Mike Posner, he probably is cooler than you, bro.