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The Powers of Flowers
Meet Miley Cyrus: Impossible to Fully Appreciate
I read on the Internet that "critics" debate whether Miley Cyrus "prioritizes image over musical substance" with shifts in her work.
So it must be true. Not that she does this, but that "critics" say this. That she "prioritizes image over musical substance."
This multimedia essay will use Miley's song "Flowers" and the music video which she made to accompany it to point out how funny it is, that people say this kind of thing about her art.
Because with this music video, as with other efforts of hers, Miley literally both invites this to happen and presents a blistering, brilliant critique of the mindsets that cause this kind of thing. She skillfully, masterfully sets a trap for those who treat art, and therefore artists, and therefore people, parasitically, offering her mind-numbing good looks, sizzling dancing ability, and the transporting, throaty cannon fire that is the noise her mouth can make as tasty bits of cheese to ignorant, lazy, misogynist, unartistic rats of all genders, tempting them to expose themselves as what they are by dismissing her work based on exactly that judgement.
And of course it worked. Because the people for which she set the trap are fucking morons. They cannot get past her electric sexiness and banshee vocals to access the deeper levels on which the music and images operate, simply because they do not want to.
And they don't want to because they just do not care enough.
About Miley.
About her music, or music in general, or her fans, or their own audience, or people in general, or anything but themselves.
It's that simple. Selfishness makes you stupid. It narrows your perspective and you miss shit.
Watch the video above. Become acquainted with the lyrics . Then keep scrolling for more.
News Flash
Actually listening to, learning, and then reflecting thoughtfully and non-judgmentally upon the lyrics for a song helps one to understand the artist's intent, and the themes, ideas, ad emotions which are being explored in that song.
Opening Salvo
"I can buy me flowers, write my name in the sand, talk to myself for hours, say things you dont understand."
Cliche, empty gestures. Insensitive and therefore ignorant and ineffective intimacy.
Miley can purchase equipment, play with herself longer, ,and satisfy herself far bettet than childish, stupid, selfish, video game, fast food little boys can.
"I can Love me better than you can."
"I can take myself dancing." Look at Miley. Do you think she knows how to exercise? Do you think she needs more? Can her body possibly be improved? What gives you retards the bright idea she wants sex to be a workout, too? Seriously. It'ss not a rhetorical question. WHY do you want sex to be like that? The answer is important.
Groupthink is the opposite of thinking
The Industrial Revolution replaces human physical strength with equipment. The Information Age replaces human analytical strength with equipment. Both have typically been viewef as areas in which males have an advantage. This roughly coincides with a decline in the apparent value placed on the 'gentelman' ideal, and sports becoming disproportionately important in our culture, to say the least. Especially football. And the rise of the myth that, as Gaga put it in Poker Face, a song about lying, "when it comes to love, if it'isn't rough, it isn't fun." With propaganda to support that. Duh. There is a role for strength, and different, far better, healthier types of strength which we need to cultivate than thiese misguided idiocies.
Comps
"Flower," by Moby
This song describes mechanical, repetitive exercise. The lyrics barely change. It's all refrain.
Old Miss Lucy (Lucy means "light-bringer") is dead and gone. Something has been lost.
Now think of it as someone training to go to war.
Compare and Contrast the common themes, and the relationship between the audio and visual, in these music videos with the video for "Flowers."
Flowers
The Life of a Showgirl
The video begins with Miley, dressed in attire that is both fit for a starlet attending a gala and also evocative of the desert, walking through an urbanvallety. Traffic. Chain link fence (cage). Graffiti. She is somber until the lyrics "started to cry but I remembered I can buy myself flowers." At this point she perks up, puts up her hair, pouts and starts to strut. Walking on stage feels like walking through the valley of the shadow of death. Yet she must summmon all this fake enthusiasm. Ugh.
Near the end, Miley does the "walk of fame" again in a different location.
The video closes with Miley on stage at night, with spotlights, giving a concert. Talking to herself for hours, taking herself dancing, and saying things that people around her don't understand. She does a lot more than "start" to cry about this throughout the video, but dresses her tears up to be palatable, something the market will ignorantly accept, because who wants to hear a vapid tart born gorgeous with a distinctive voice complain, right? I mean, we give her so much money and attention.
This type of suffering might cause someone to want to assume a whole new and different identity, maybe walk around in a derelict urban setting in disguises or something. Can you dig that? Get the basic vibe behind it, I mean? Why such behavior would have a stong appeal for this tiny but precious subset of our population?
They're humans. More soon.
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