You know what people don’t do enough of? 4,000-word essays about sexism in pop culture, published on the Internet. One such person who does these things is me! Frequently! But another such person is B. Michael Payne, favorite Internet presence/sometimes Tiger Beatdown contributor/person I know well enough, in real life, to tell you what the “B” stands for (it is not, as I once fervently hoped and semi-suspected, “Bret”). And this week, he has done a good one! On Joanna Newsom!
Specifically, on press coverage of Joanna Newsom. He has read a lot of it, some of it by (yikes!) Dave Eggers, and seemingly all of it uses, at some point, the word “elfin.” He points out that “language of diminution and deprecation pervades even positive reviews of Newsom’s work. She’s ‘elfin,’ ‘fairylike,’ ‘whimsical,’ ‘eccentric,’ ‘childlike,’ ‘batshit insane.’ (You would think she was like the protagonist of ‘The Yellow Wallpaper.’)” His conclusion? All of these things are, secretly, synonyms for “girl.” You know, because of how girls are stupid and irrational and not fully human yet adorable like precious little children and such! The essay points out that the habit (which even Newsom’s fans have) of conceptualizing her as a wood sprite with “the hands of Jimi Hendrix and the mind of a precocious child from a Wes Anderson film” and the continuing emphasis on female musicians’ musical or personal weirdness — often overemphasized, or just blatantly made up in the mind of music journalists — serves to give said music journalists good cover for not talking about any of those girls’ actual, technical accomplishments, and for implying that basically all girl musicians birth albums directly out of their vaginas without giving it a second thought.
Bauhaus Michael Payne is right! And do you know how I know he’s right? Because there have been approximately fifteen thousand other female musicians to receive exactly the same press coverage as Joanna Newsom. Or, you know, worse. Join us now, as we take a tour of (only some of) the glamorized, vilified, infantilized and weirdly sexually-fixated-upon Manic Pixie Songwriting Girls of years present and past!
TORI AMOS
FRIENDS WITH NEIL GAIMAN? Yes indeed! As documented in graphic novel, personal essay, and song!
ACCOMPLISHMENTS: Classically trained pianist; frequently constructs songs in complex, non-standard time signatures (9/4? Is that even a thing?) and uses more than one of said time signatures over the course of a song; said songs also feature carefully worked-out, highly complex piano-vocal melodies and harmonies, often referencing classical pieces or styles of note, with unusual chords, non-standard voicings and keys, and frequent key changes; improvises substantially on and/or re-arranges those highly complex songs on every tour; can play piano, synth, harpsichord, Hammond, and basically anything else with a keyboard on it; on last tour, switched between four keyboards, often playing two simultaneously, on nearly every song.
PRESS COVERAGE FOCUSES ON: Did you hear she’s got this thing about faeries?
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