30
SCORE: 8.057
11 x 1
@Andrew.L
HIGHEST SCORE: 10 x 24 (
@Blond,
@GimmeWork,
@funkyg,
@sexercise,
@Rem,
@soratami,
@reputation.,
@Bolton,
@RetroPhysical,
@CIOB,
@Remyky22,
@Phonetics Girl,
@Trouble in Paradise,
@evilsin,
@Lost In Japan.,
@Conan,
@Ramalama,
@Mr Blonde,
@tea,
@-M-,
@unnameable,
@Kuhleezi,
@Music Is Death,
@Trinu 3.0)
LOWEST SCORE: 2 x 1 (
@j267)
RJF'S SCORE: 7.5/10
MY SCORE: 8/10
I owe you girls an apology because I don't know why I only gave this an 8? I
love this song. I guess I just wasn't feeling the drah-ma as much that day, or I was having a kii because some of the lyrics make me think of the "old man yells at cloud" meme from The Simpsons ("when I'm screamin' at the
SKYYYYYYY!") But folktales are inherently dramatic, and the theatricality is heightened from generation to generation like a game of telephone, so it makes perfect sense to have a song like this on an
album like this.
Long rumored to be about the dramatic and public implosion of her relationship with Scott Borchetta - which it honestly probably is - Taylor also said she drew inspiration from the
Criterion Collection film Marriage Story (
@strangekin get in here!!!!!)
(Adam Driver was robbed) and the way that some couplings crumble so dramatically that you can't stop hurting the person you once thought the world of, even if you don't intend to. There is also the speculation that her parents have been separated for years, which of course would have quite an impact on a hopeless romantic like Tay. But in truth, all theories are probably correct. The lyrics are just vague enough to be malleable but just sharp enough to cut. Whether it's with a lover, a parent, a colleague, or a friend...relationships are hard. And sometimes they don't work, even if you desperately want them to.
"I knew my 11 for this rate when I first heard folklore," says
Andrew.L. "My Tears Ricochet just stood out, and as summer drew to a close, and thing's happened, I came back to it more and more, until it really grew into something more for me.
2020 was an interesting year for all of us, lots of time at home, meant lots of time for thinking. It meant lots of time for bringing things into perspective, especially the people around me.
Staying at home, not going out, not let's have a drink in the pub, not when's the next sesh, not a setting for the social best friend of years. They dropped off quite suddenly when all there is to offer is a chat on zoom or a phone call, or a share of music. The friend who wasn't really a friend, as they hadn't the fainest idea what goes on in your day to day life, but they always invite you out as you're a loud, music loving, character who's up for anything, and usually knee deep in silly drama.
Losing that person in 2020 wasn't something I expected to happen, but keeping the ones closer who care, the ones who want to share all of your life, has undoubtedly prepared me for whatever the next stage of life after Covid is. That's what I think when listening to this little masterpiece.
It's a tale of loss, but it's not heartbreaking as the title would suggest, it's a necessary almost angry loss, of something that wasn't right. I never expected to become a Swifty but here we are, and I'm awfully glad she pulled me back in."