2013 seems to be The Year Sweet Artists Finally Release New Music.
Yup, the post-9/11 healing is complete now. Quirkiness and fake librarian glasses solve everything. So, thanks for that, Zooey.
To defend myself from such sweeping musical rejection from the fraternity of “People with good taste in music,” I have been forced to adopt tactics to prove my musical worth. I’m not proud of this. I wish the world didn’t make me have to conform to their standards. But this is not a post-musical society. I am simply adapting.
So, umm…like. OK! We need to talk. Well, I guess this isn’t actually ‘talking,’ since it’s an email or whatever. Nevermind. We need to email…
Bruno Mars would get friendzoned into oblivion by every girl he even looked at too long. He just thinks you so beautiful, damnit, and he wants to take care of you and make you feel like the princess you are.