My Take on TV Girl.

I don't know why I'm writing this. It is 11PM and I am taking a break to give out my unwanted thoughts on TV Girl, and that is the kindest thing I will ever do for him. Many people have written about what a mysoginistic piece of shit he is, but I do not wish to recount an issue I cannot fully explain. My Spilt Milk has done a great article on this. Anywho, I stand to argue that TV Girl's music is not art. It somehow manages to toe this thin and invisible line between 'music' in the commercial sense and 'art' in the traditional sense. TV Girl's closest thing to art is the wonderful album covers, but that is not something made by the band themselves(correct me if I'm wrong here, I think they're edited but pretty much stolen from other sources), but his music falls so horribly short of that. I am, was, and likely forever will be a TV Girl fan. I support them without paying so that 0 money goes to him, but their music isn't art and something about that feels so weird. TV Girl themselves have made their Spotify description one sentence. A feigned and horrid attempt at being 'poignant'? Perhaps. But, they state, "TV Girl makes hypnotic pop." I do not disagree with that sentence. One good example would be to contrast them to any other album. Listen to one other album, of your chosing, and then listen to 'Death of a Party Girl' (the album that inspired this). Your album tells some story, some kind of desperate message, it has something to it that is more than the words. Hell, think it doesn't? Just pop open Genius. They'll have something to say. But TV Girl does not. As it was greatly put in Legendary Lovers, "I'll never change." seems to be their motto. I mean, seriously, there needs to be some progression? Also, listening to Legendary Lovers now, this song is HORRIBLE. It's cheaply produced and you can hear it. It is frayed at the seams, ripped and honestly quite forgettable. And I think that is the point. TV Girl, to me, is a desperate attempt at making art that ultimately produces the exact same pop we have heard a thousand times before and which only comes more common as artists beg to be put on a playlist for that one, miniscule, yet so important slither of a cent.