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Viva Babymetal

Nuvia took me to see Babymetal on my birthday and I wrote all about it at The Weeklings:

Nuvia and I stood in front of the sound engineers’ booth. The performance involved several pre-recorded bits so they were busy throughout the show. There was one guy who wasn’t busy it all, and he studiously avoided watching the show. It was like a performance art piece. He was refusing to acknowledge the spectacle that he had helped create. If there is a god, I imagine this is what he’s like: scrolling through social media, spam, old sexts, and goat videos while the world collapses upon itself.

I also wrote about Babymetal for my column in Razorcake #80.  

What’s more ridiculous: adorable teenager pop stars singing about chocolate over thrash metal or grown men in clown paint singing as if possessed by demons and re-enacting pagan rituals they have zero chance of ever understanding? Thought so.