Unpopular Opinion: I Don’t Like Katy Perry
I watched the Super Bowl last night as I lay dying on the couch with my husband. Both he and I came down with something, and our poor boy was upstairs throwing up everywhere, as the kid has no aim to speak of. So unfortunately, no Super Bowl beers were had, no amazingly fatty snacks were served, and paying full attention to the game was not happening. The halftime show featured Katy Perry, Lenny Kravitz (for about 20 seconds), and surprise performer Missy Elliott. It was nice to see a halftime show with people who are still relevant and young, but I was not over the moon about it like everyone else seems to be. I simply lost my taste for Katy.
As I quickly learned via Twitter, saying anything except “OMG KATY WAS AMAZING” means that you are a hateful, soulless being who doesn’t appreciate art, music, and is simply jealous of the brilliant talent that Katy Perry is. It wasn’t as if I was saying she sucks or can’t sing. I own one of her CDs that I specifically went to Best Buy to purchase. I enjoy a couple songs. I’ve just moved on from her. That’s not to say she’s a bad musician, only to say that she isn’t for me anymore. Sorry.
As far as the performance itself, it was oddly entertaining, emphasis on the odd. I appreciate a good show but I’m not a fan of this new trend of being as weird as possible. I don’t get the dancing sharks and funny face beach balls and acting like a cartoon character. I feel the same when Miley Cyrus goes overboard. Good on her for daring to be different, but as an adult, I don’t long to feel as if I’m on Sesame Street when I see a musical performance. Was it a good show? Yes. Did I enjoy it? Not until Missy Elliott appeared.
This is my opinion, it’s not going to change, and no one sharing my opinion should be crucified for having it. It would be a very boring place to live if we all rallied around the same musical acts, watched the same movies, and read the same books. Differing opinions are what makes the world interesting. My husband opened me up to some amazing musical artists that I would not have listened to on my own, as well as suggested books I would never think to touch that turned out to be amazing. I have friends that have suggested places to go I’ve never heard of, things to do I wouldn’t have considered on my own, and I’m grateful for it. I have no desire to hang around clones of myself, so I appreciate the differences between myself and the people around me.
I don’t enjoy Katy Perry and that is perfectly fine. When it comes to musical preference, there is never a right or a wrong way to feel. Music can become something very intimate and personal; it’s very common to hear someone say a song or album changed or saved their life. Katy may be your entire world, but to me she’s just another artist. I’m not wrong. Neither are you. Let’s all just take a deep breath, embrace our different opinions, and move on to more important things, shall we?
Posted on February 2, 2015, in Music, Sports and tagged art, katy perry, miley cyrus, music, opinion, patriots, performance, sb49, seahawks, strange, super bowl 2015, weird. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.