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37 Questions We Have For “Stranger Things 2”

1. What’s the REAL reason behind Billy hating Max so much?

2. Like, seriously, what’s the backstory on Billy and Max?

3. Where are kids 001-007, and also 009 and 010?

4. Also, will they all have different abilities?

5. Will Jane and Kali ever reunite?

6. Will Max and Mike ever be friends?

7. WILL MAX AND ELEVEN EVER BE FRIENDS???

8. Can Max just join the party already? Goddamn.

9. Can the Upside Down be completely destroyed?

10. Can the Shadow Monster reopen the gate?

11. Also, how was the Shadow Monster even created in the first place, and how does that connect to kids 01 through 011?

12. Is Dr. Brenner still alive?

13. What ACTUALLY happened to Hopper’s daughter?

14. Because it seemed like it was cancer, but it looked like she was also in Hawkins Lab?

15. Did she have true sight, like Will?

16. Exactly how far back does Hopper’s relationship with the lab go?

17. Will Hopper and Joyce ever be a thing?

18 And if they become a thing, will Hopper ever tell her how involved with the lab he is?

19. Did Joyce find out there is a Demodog in her refrigerator?

20. Will Hopper have lasting side effects from being in the Upside Down, like Will did?

21. And is Will completely rid of the Upside Down, or is there still some Shadow Monster lingering in his body?

22. Will Eleven ever get to join the real world and go to school?

23. And does she know that Hopper has “adopted” her?

24. How are they going to explain Bob’s death to the public, like Barb’s?

25. And is he really, really dead? Because I really liked him.

26. Also, what about all the people who died in Hawkins Lab?

27. Will Nancy and Jonathan last?

28. Or will Steve swoop back in the picture?

29. Is Steve going to go to college…or is he going to kick it in Hawkins?

30. OK, but is Dustin’s tortoise still alive? Where did it go?

31. And where the hell is the Byers’ dog?

32. Did the Demodogs get him too, like Dustin’s mother’s cat?

33. Is Billy going to try and swoop in on Mrs. Wheeler?

34. Will Mr. Wheeler ever do anything productive?

35. Are we positive that Eleven’s aunt is good?

36. Like, what was going on in those flashbacks, and who did she call on the phone?

37. And finally, is Steve going to be their babysitter from now on? Please say “yes.”

39 Secrets Taylor Swift Shared About Her New Album

1. When Taylor began writing and recording this album, the goal was to “kill” 1989 and create something entirely different.

2. In fact, she says that attempting to replicate any part of 1989 would have been “ineffective” since that album was its own entity.

3. To achieve this goal, she specifically narrowed her pool of producers, from the 12 she worked with on 1989, to just three on Reputation.

4. She chose Max Martin, Shellback and Jack Antonoff – all of whom she’d worked with on 1989 and believed possessed the versatility to create something new.


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5. The first time Taylor felt she was really “onto something” with this album was after laying down “I Did Something Bad.” She and Max Martin were both in agreement that it sounded nothing like anything on 1989.

6. Speaking of “I Did Something Bad,” the song was originally written using just a piano, although you’d never guess that based on the final result.

7. And that sound effect after the chorus that goes: “Durrrlatatatata duh duh,” is actually Taylor’s real voice.

8. Taylor says she woke up from a dream with the sound in her head, and decided it was so “hooky and catchy” that it needed to be in a song.

9. She then made the noise to Max Martin and asked what instrument they could use to replicate it. He told her that no such instrument existed, but that they could record her voice and pitch it right down so it became unrecognisable.

10. This instance wasn’t the first time Taylor has woken up from a dream with a sound in her head that made it onto an album. The same thing happened during the1989 era when she woke up hearing the operatic “Stay!” that went on to be used in “All You Had To Do Was Stay.”

11. Believe it or not, “Look What You Made Me Do” was originally an emotional poem that Taylor wrote. In fact, the verses in their entirety exist in the poem, but the chorus came during the recording sessions.

12. She and the producers loved the spoken refrain of “Oooh, look what you made me do” so much that they decided to strip away any other words.

13. There’s a recurring theme of crime and punishment across the album, which actually starts in the opening song, “…Ready For It?” In this track, the theme is explored through the notion of finding a romantic partner so similar to you that they could be referred to as your “partner in crime.”

14. However, the metaphor is used to different effect on other songs. For example, “Getaway Car” uses criminal imagery to depict a relationship destined to fail.

15. Historically, the fifth track on any Taylor Swift album is emotional and vulnerable, and she upheld the tradition on Reputation.

16. In fact, “Delicate,” is the first moment of real vulnerability on the album.

17. The inspiration for the song was born from Taylor realising that her “fake” reputation could have a real impact if it led to someone she wanted in her life deciding against getting to know her.

18. In fact, while the first few tracks on the album have a bombastic and carefree approach to her reputation, “Delicate” is about recognising that perhaps it does carry some weight.

19. This track is also the first instance of the auto-tune style vocal effect that is then repeated throughout the album. The sound was achieved using a vocoder, which splits a singer’s voice into chords that can be rearranged.

20. Taylor says the sound had a “sad and vulnerable” vibe that was perfect for the track.

21. This album is the first to contain a song in which Taylor swears. While she’s used “damn” and “hell” before, she actually drops the “S” bomb on “I Did Something Bad.”

22. It’s also the first time Taylor references alcohol, and repeatedly at that. In fact, there are 13 references to drinking across the 15 tracks.


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23. And despite never having used the phrase “my baby” in her discography before, it appears 17 times on Reputation.

24. Taylor wrote the lyrics to “Dress” a full year before recording it, and then “cherry-picked” her favourite lines when it came to recording.

25. She’s particularly proud of the hook in “Dress” – “I only bought this dress so you could take it off” – because while it sounds like a pickup line, it actually masks the “deep and tender feelings” in the song.

26. And while some people speculated that the song was about Ed Sheeran thanks to the reference to a “best friend” in the chorus, he has confirmed that he did not inspire the track.

27. The baby voice at the start of “Gorgeous” belongs to Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds’ daughter, James.


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28. How the voice came to be used remains unclear though, because Taylor told several different versions of the story during her Secret Sessions with fans.

29. We do know, however, that she came up with the lyrics over the course of two weeks back in September last year.

30. We also know that Taylor changed several of the lyrics to “Gorgeous” between writing and recording it. One such lyric was: “My reputation precedes both of us,” which went on to be repurposed on “End Game.”

31. Taylor included many of the lyrics from Reputation in graffiti on the walls in the video for “…Ready For It,” which was released before the album came out. Some of these lines, such as “They’re burning all the witches,” and “I loved you in secret,” were noticed by fans.

32. However, there was one piece of graffiti that pretty much everyone missed – a crown with a heart beneath signifying the song “King of My Heart.”


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33. Taylor had a specific goal for this song. She wanted to convey the definitive phases of a relationship, and the specific moments a couple realise they’ve transitioned into a new phase. Speaking about the song, Taylor explained: “I’ve always wanted to structure a song where each individual section sounded like a move forward in the relationship while still being listenable. I wanted the verse to seem like its own phase, the pre chorus to have its own phase and chorus to have its own phase. I wanted them to have their own identity but seem like they were getting deeper as the song went on.”

34. You may have noticed the repeated mention of things being “gold” or “golden” across the album. Well, back in 2012, Taylor wrote in the liner notes of Red that she thinks “real love shines golden like starlight,” and that she might “write a whole album” about that kind of love if she “ever found it.”


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35. Taylor says the album is “very linear” in its timeline. It starts out with “rebellion and anger and angst” before she falls in love and changes her priorities. She says the final tracks are representative of her current emotional state.

36. Taylor and Jack Antonoff wrote “New Year’s Day” in his apartment and the whole process came together so unbelievably quickly that they texted each other the next day to “check it wasn’t a dream.”

37. She was inspired to write the song after thinking about how New Year’s Eve kisses are romanticised, and yet the notion of a person “dealing” with you on New Year’s Day by “handing you Advil and helping you clear up the house” is arguably a more romantic statement of permanence.

38. There are two lyrics in the song that Taylor says she wrote “a really long time ago.” Those two lines lines are: “Please don’t ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognise anywhere,” and “Hold onto the memories, they will hold onto you.” She says she was saving the lines for the right song and felt they fit perfectly on the final track.

39. And, finally, Reputation has now become Taylor’s fourth album to sell a million copies in its first week.



Which Post-1D Member Of One Direction Should You Date?

You got: Post-1D Harry

He cut his hair. He adopted a classic rock sound. Harry Styles has come into his own as both a rockstar and, most recently, an actor featured in the movie Dunkirk. Sure, he wears strangely-tailored purple suits, but you’re kind of into that.


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You got: Post-1D Liam

Since leaving One Direction, Liam has matured into a seasoned father and solo artist. He’s levelheaded and respectable, but don’t worry — he still likes it when you ~strip that down~ for him.


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You got: Post-1D Niall

Coming into his own as a folky crooner, Niall has ditched his blonde guylights and has gone for a more ~brooding~ look and sound. Since leaving 1D he’s also sprouted some subtle chest hair, which is nice.


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You got: Post-1D Zayn

The first to leave One Direction, your mans Zayn has matured into an independent zaddy who don’t need no band! He’s adopted a ~sexier~ sound and looks less miserable while performing, so things between the two of you will def be better than when he was stuck singing “Little Things”.


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You got: Post-1D Louis

Louis has settled down since leaving One Direction. After all, he is a father now. He has time to release a song with Bebe Rexha, but that’s about it. He’s committed to living a relaxed domestic life with you, and tbh it’s refreshing.


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People Are Trolling A Country Singer Who Debuted A Song Called “Take A Knee, My Ass (I Won’t Take A Knee)”

Here’s a quick transcription of some of its impassioned lyrics:

I’ll honor the ones who gave it all
So we’re all free to go play ball
If only for their sake
I won’t take a knee

Arm and arm, side by side
America’s heroes fought and died
Is showing some respect too much to ask?
I speak for those whose freedom was not free
And I say
Take a knee
My ass

The End Of The Emo Era Is Breaking My Teenage Heart


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Fans cheer for the band Anti-Flag during the Vans Warped Tour in Fitchburg, Massachusetts, on Aug. 2, 2006.

When I was a surly teen with a rat’s nest of purple-striped hair, far too many studded belts, and a lower lip I’d pierced myself (when it was still numb after a trip to the dentist), the alt-rock band Brand New was my religion.

Trapped in the monotony of suburban Connecticut, I felt a kinship with this motley group of hardcore dudes from Long Island, who sang about trashed friendships and soured love. At 13, I held my beat-up CD player on my lap and rode my bike in circles on my long, winding driveway, listening to Your Favorite Weapon and, later, Deja Entendu. By the time I’d graduated from the CD player to an iPod shuffle, my mild sadness had bloomed into clinical depression with a side of anorexia, and Brand New’s music — with The Devil and God are Raging Inside Me and, years later, the less-loved Daisy — had gotten darker and and angrier, too, as if just for me. I wore skinny jeans years before they became universally popular and gigantic band T-shirts meant to hide my steadily withering body. And when I no longer had the energy to ride my bike to town to loiter in front of the CVS, or even just do endless loops around my driveway, I’d lie spread-eagled in my backyard, earbuds in my ears.

Even upon a thousandth listen, I always found the tangled metaphors in Brand New’s lyrics shocking and profound. Many had regular rotations in my moody AIM away messages, and I nearly got a couple of them tattooed on my wrists — an idea that, thank god, I didn’t have the guts to follow through on. I used to fall asleep to “The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot” playing on repeat from my candy-purple stereo, willing myself to cry, the song at once an impetus and a salve for my many teenage heartaches.

At some point, virtually every teenager has a relationship like this with a band: practically druglike, all-consuming. For those of us with a commitment to an alternative aesthetic — goths, punks, emos (groups that looked like the same brand of bad news to our parents, but were Totally different things, Mom, god!) — band worship was all the more intense, all the more sacred. The way we dressed, after all, signified the stuff we listened to: If you were in the know, you could easily tell a Marilyn Manson devotee from a Nausea-loving crust punk from a My Chemical Romance–sort of scene kid. Preps and jocks thought we were all fucking weirdos, but we had our own allegiances. Our own religions.

The world looks different now than it did when we were 13. 

And shows, of course, were where we went to church: in shag-carpeted basements, in dive bars, at festivals like Warped Tour, and, later, bafflingly, in stadiums. We slammed our bodies into one another while the music played, turning ourselves inside out. Just as we were on the verge of being smacked in the face by adulthood, here were a bunch of bona fide adults singing to us about how much everything sucks — jobs, relationships, life itself — and swearing that they were never going to grow up. Maybe we didn’t need to, either.

But, of course, we did. And the world looks different now than it did when we were 13. This week it was announced that in 2018, after what will be their 24th year on the road, the Vans Warped Tour, a “punk rock summer camp” and the last major US traveling rock concert, will be ending. Many emo fans past and present have mourned the tour’s disbandment on social media as the end of an era. And in even grimmer news, just a few months after Brand New surprise-dropped their long-awaited, supposedly final album Science Fiction, sexual misconduct allegations against Brand New’s frontman, Jesse Lacey, have surfaced.

The alternative rock, emo, and punk scenes have been just as bad at stamping out rampant strains of misogyny and sexual harassment as the music world at large, but the Lacey allegations feel like a particularly heartbreaking blow. Because Brand New was such a formative force for budding musicians and fans. Because, in hindsight, these allegations were alluded to in lyrics about mistreating women that we romanticized as teenagers. (You can sin or spend the night all alone.) And because, just maybe, even though we certainly know better by now, we’d hoped that men who could make us feel so much — who got us through the darkest times in our lives when nothing else could — might be the good guys. So much for that.


Last Friday, in a since-deleted Facebook post, a woman named Nicole Elizabeth Garey wrote that Lacey had solicited nude photos from her when she was 15 and Lacey was 24, among other accusations. Lacey then released a statement on Brand New’s Facebook page in which he didn’t specifically address Garey’s post, but instead talked more generally about his past behavior. Lacey wrote that he “developed a dependent and addictive relationship with sex” earlier in his life, “and I am sorry for how I have hurt people, mistreated them, lied, and cheated. I am sorry for ignoring the way in which my position, status, and power as a member of a band affected the way people viewed me or their approach to their interactions with me. And I am sorry for how often I have not afforded women the respect, support, or honesty that they deserved, and which is their right.”

Garey has since spoken to Pitchfork about her story. In addition to asking her for nude photos when she was 15, Garey said that Lacey also Skyped her while masturbating when she was 22 or 23. Another woman who spoke to Pitchfork, Emily Driskill, said she, too, was solicited for nude photos by Lacey when she was 17, that he initiated “countless masturbatory video chat sessions,” and “attempted to manipulate [her] into engaging in sexual situations with other people, on camera, for his viewing pleasure.” The band’s representatives didn’t respond to Pitchfork’s requests for comment.

“You’re flattered because [the singer of] one of your favorite bands is interested in you and nobody’s taken interest in you before,” Garey said. “I didn’t really see it for what it was because when you’re a teenager you think, ‘I know everything, I’m an adult.’”

As a 15-year-old, if I had been approached by the lead singer of a band I believed had saved my life, there’s no telling what I would have done for him, had he asked. He and other punk-rock icons stared out at me from my bedroom walls every day, where I’d obscured my pathetically girly cloud-swirled blue wallpaper with posters and photo spreads from the Alternative Press. Lacey was my hero. I have a feeling I would have given him anything he wanted.


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Jesse Lacey performing on Aug. 24, 2007, at Leeds Festival.

Like Garey, like every teenager, I was a know-it-all who thought I was a grown-up, so I wouldn’t have recognized that kind of behavior for what it was. But I also believed, at 15, that emo boys — and men — were different from “regular” guys. Emo guys were, yes, “emotional,” and introspective, and artistic, and they imbued everything with the kind of emotional weight I did as a shitty-poetry-writing teen. They weren’t like all the dumb jocks who went home to play hours of Madden; they were sensitive souls, writing their own shitty poetry.

For the first couple years of high school, I thought these were the only kinds of boys I could connect with: boys with whom I could discuss music and books; boys who weren’t afraid of their feelings. Boys who would understand me. Boys who, I thought, wouldn’t hurt me.

That was a ridiculous thing to assume, of course. But when dating my first couple of boyfriends, overjoyed and overwhelmed to be with guys who listened to the same bands and loved the same things that I did, I excused a lot of bad shit. There was the smart, artsy writer who threatened to stab himself with a pencil if I got off the phone with him before he was ready to hang up, who pressured me to do certain sexual things before I was ready and spread nasty rumors about me around school when I wouldn’t oblige. There was the quiet, melancholy hardcore punk kid who shoved his hand up my shirt when we were supposed to be watching my 10-year-old brother’s soccer game, a few dozen yards away. It turns out that emo boys were not inherently any worse or any better than other dipshit teen guys. But still, I held them to a higher standard; I expected better, wanted better.

It turns out that emo boys were not inherently any worse or any better than other dipshit teen guys.

One of my oldest, dearest friends, a coworker at the snack shack where I worked during every middle and high school summer, took me to my first ever Warped Tour when I was 14. He was a few years older at the time — a proper teenager on the verge of proper manhood — and we’d discovered during my first few weeks at work that we listened to the same music. Packed in a crappy car with a bunch of gangly older boys on the way to Warped, I felt inadequate and shy, but when we cranked down all the windows and cranked up the music, I eased up, screaming along to the lyrics like everybody else. When we got there, I shoved against them all in the Against Me! pit, forgetting to feel like I was being sucked down into a spiral of sadness, becoming just one flailing body among many, a piece of a whole. And I felt grateful, for years afterward, that my friend had taken me along to experience that.

He was a big guy, covered in tattoos, gentle and soft-spoken and kind. Even as I got older and stopped having such an obsessive relationship with Brand New and other bands, I could still get in the car with him after work and drive around with the windows down, screaming the words to the songs I had loved so much. He was like an older brother to me — the last person I would have expected to trap me in the back room of a punk party and drunkenly coerce me to have sex with him after I’d come out as gay. He was supposed to be one of the good ones. Now we no longer speak.

What happened in that room at that party soured the joyous memory of being a 14-year-old taken in by a motley crew of older boys — young men — who shepherded me through the messy world of alt-rock when it seemed like music was all I had. Now that golden-hued trip to Warped Tour seems predatory. Lecherous.


In Science Fiction, Brand New’s latest album, Lacey seems like he’s trying, at last, to grow up. Now in his forties with a wife and family, he reflects on his past wrongs. On “In The Water,” he sings, “‘Hide your daughters,’ the old men say / You were young once before, you know how we get our way.”

Men inside and outside of the mid-2000s alt-rock scene have gotten away with far too much shit for too long. But now, an era is ending. Long before the band started selling in-memoriam merch that reads “Brand New 2000–2018,” Brand New’s impending retirement felt inevitable. Fans were quick to point out that should Brand New really call it quits next year, they’d be fulfilling a promise made in “Soco Amaretto Lime,” a track off their debut album as beloved as it is poked fun at: “I’m gonna stay 18 forever, so we can stay like this forever.”

Science Fiction and the tour that followed it were supposed to be a way for Brand New to grow up and graduate with accolades and grace. After an eight-year hiatus during which the will-they-or-won’t-they speculation about Brand New’s possible breakup started reaching fever pitch, they quietly dropped an album that would become their first to reach No. 1 on the Billboard 200 chart. The good reviews seemed primed to launch them on a triumphant comeback tour. Along with the end of Warped, it felt like the fitting last act of an era: bittersweet, but necessary. Time to grow up.

It felt like the fitting last act of an era: bittersweet, but necessary. Time to grow up.

Instead, Brand New’s openers backed out, as did Kevin Devine, one of Brand New’s touring band members and Lacey’s close friend. They’ve canceled their remaining 2017 tour dates. It’s a shameful way to go, and leaves Brand New fans wondering what the hell we’re supposed to do with their legacy. If Brand New stops producing and touring for good, fans will be spared from having to actively choose not to spend their money supporting an alleged serial sexual exploiter of minors. But what to do with all the music that already exists in the world — music that gave Lacey the kind of power he might have traded on to coerce and manipulate teen girls?

Now that Emo Nights are gathering ex-scene kids by the hundreds across the country, dousing their crowds in nostalgia, it might get harder to figure out how to indulge in that wistfulness when music becomes contaminated the way Brand New’s has. Something similar happened earlier this year when one half of the queer punk duo PWR BTTM, Ben Hopkins, was accused of sexual assault. In the past month in particular, when and whether to separate art from the flawed artists who make it has been exhaustively debated. I don’t believe that’s ever really possible. Our brains are hardwired to ascribe intense meaning to the songs we listen to when we’re young; playing Deja Entendu in full can still make me cry. But now I wonder if, whenever I hear it in the future, I’ll be able to suppress thoughts about Lacey preying on girls who had trusted and adored him.

A few years ago, when I started dating my current partner, we spent one dreary winter night in drinking PBRs and playing nothing but Taking Back Sunday and Brand New. I was no longer the miserable, struggling teen who used these lyrics like a lifeline, but it still felt so good to sing these songs with a person I was starting to love, to pay homage to the sad, closeted queer kids we’d once been.

Even if Brand New eventually starts touring again, I don’t ever intend to support them with my money, to buy another concert ticket or an album. Lacey’s taken away the pleasure of being a devoted fan of Brand New, of giving your heart and soul to this band — but for me and for so many listeners, that kind of obsessive fandom had already worn off. What I’m trying to figure out now is whether we’re supposed to let him take away our memories of what his music meant to us, at a time when we were trying to figure out who we were and who we should be. Because it would have been nice to return to that music now and then, if only to remember what it’s like to blindly love a song with a wild, wholehearted fierceness. The kind you can only really manage when you’re young. ●


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