Lest your mental image of the hordes swarming America's largest concert venues for a glimpse of the indomitable Taylor Swift did not include "male trade-publication nincompoops of a certain age," we present this image of our own Todd Hensley, who's throwing the superfan curve way off. Todd, who dragged his significant other to the show after much wheedling, is seen here wearing a complement of Tay-themed bracelets, which may or may not have cut off what little oxygen was previously going to his brain. We're told Todd sang, screamed, hyperventilated and briefly fainted during the evening, which is also his typical trajectory during our weekly editorial meetings.
NEAR TRUTHS: REALIGNMENT AND RECOGNITION
Underscoring the year's biggest stories (11/19a)
NEAR TRUTHS: THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM
Nervous time in the music biz and beyond. (11/16a)
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NOW WHAT?
We have no fucking idea.
COUNTRY'S NEWEST DISRUPTOR
Three chords and some truth you may not be ready for.
AI IS ALREADY EATING YOUR LUNCH
The kids can tell the difference... for now.
WHO'S BUYING THE DRINKS?
That's what we'd like to know.
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