Published in the latest Rave. My love for Glee is now public for the first time since they totally and utterly jumped the shark.
Goodbye McKinley High; Auto-Tune forever
When my entire grade willingly formed a ‘circle hug’
to Green Day’s Good Riddance for three inexplicable minutes at the end of our
year 12 formal, we didn’t know the shame would bind us forever. If Glee had existed when we left school, their
cloying cover would almost certainly have been our first choice. You don’t need
Vitamin C’s Graduation at the drama class farewell party when you can sob as
Chris Colfer performs vocal gymnastics to the tune of Madonna’s I’ll Remember. Don’t think of this as set of overproduced reprisals
of some of the most sentimental ‘life change’ tracks of all time, even though
that’s essentially what it is. See it as a wonderfully terrible gift. Give it
to the next youth at the bus stop whose faraway eyes suggest they’re in want of
a dream. Give it to yourself and laugh scornfully at populist culture until
suddenly you’re crying because everything was easy when you were seventeen; for
God’s sake get your life together. If you’re still following the shenanigans of Mr
Schue and his merry band of fit-togethers – and yes I am, guilt free – you can
catch these tracks as they’re tentatively linked into the plot line. A handful of
the numbers will come to light in the season finale, but it only takes an
amateur sleuth to pick up the musical cues. School’s Out, but It’s Not the End
because these kids will be Forever Young. Bless their eager hearts.
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ANNA ANGEL
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