🎵 Monthly Song Challenge 🎵

Day 14: A ‘fuck you’ song

I feel like this is a 'fuck you' to unrealistic expectations society places on women. When I read this prompt about three of her songs popped into my head, but this one feels right today.

Did I disappoint you?
Did mommy make you sad?
Do I just remind you
Of every girl that made you mad?

 
Day 14: A ‘fuck you’ song


Cashing in a second song pass, because this prompt is too important in these trying times.

You oughtta scratch from the human race
You are the waste of a name
A waste of time and a waste of space
You’ve only one claim to fame:
I don’t like you.


 
Day 14: A ‘fuck you’ song

Fiona Apple: Get gone

Dammit again! I had something written up, but I went to bed before midnight here. Such a great song, a great feel to it musically and fantastic lyrics.

"Flip your shit past another lass's
Humble dwelling
You got your game, made your shot
And you got away with a lot
But I'm not turned on
So put away that meat you're selling."

Scathing cold. Great choice.
 
Day 14 - A 'fuck you' song

Sure, the east/west coast 'war' of the 90s was pretty dumb and petty and gross, but we got some jams out of it. I basically had a coin flip between this and a particular 2Pac song, but I landed on this

 
Day 14: A ‘fuck you’ song

Some "fuck yous" are softer, but no less heartfelt or important.

My daughter played softball in high school. She didn't really want to--she had avoided the coaches who wanted her on softball in Little League, choosing to play baseball as long as she could, regardless of the pressure she sometimes got. She didn't want to be around that many girls. But in the high school coach was wonderful, and the Kid joined the team. And for the first two years, things were fantastic. Even the long-time player parents remarked at how drama free it was. That ended her junior year. If you put thirty young, athletic, energetic, intense, and highly competitive teenage girls in a high-pressure situation and you get sparks. Oh god, there were sparks. Club team girls vs non-club team. Starters and backups. A player actively trying to steal another player's boyfriend. A vengeance nude pic. Everything. And I remember it all coming to a head one game. And then...something magical happened. Someone put on this song as a mid-game warm-up song between innings. And what started as a sing along erupted into the field, and two girls who were literally at each other's throats ten minutes earlier were dancing arm in arm as all of the girls were singing this at the top of their lungs as they danced. One of the player's sister leaned over and said, "there is a lot of trauma in that dugout." And she was right, but for a moment, it was a universal, shared trauma, and a perfect moment.

This is a young woman's fuck you anthem, and it was beautiful.

"We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together," Taylor Swift

 
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