Father John Misty Took Acid at a Taylor Swift Concert and The Experience “Impregnated His Soul”
Bearded, soft-spoken, guitar-y bro Father John Misty – also known as Joshua Tillman – had the privilege of attending the Melbourne stop on Taylor Swift’s 1989 tour, but with one special addition: a “hero’s dose” of LSD. That sounds like the only way I’d willingly endure that spectacle, so keep talking, I’m interested.
According a recent interview with Rolling Stone, the hirsute folk singer met “a bunch of people from [Swift’s] crew at a bar” who invited him to the show. After ingesting said drugs, Tillman let the awe-inspiring nü-Girl Power of Taylor Swift flood his synapses.
“I experience the show like an 8-year-old girl — as much as that’s possible for a 35-year-old man,” the artist told Rolling Stone. “It was holy. It was psychedelic. She fully impregnated my dilated soul with her ideology. I remember laughing uncontrollably. I remember going outside for a smoke and thinking, ‘I need to get back in there.'”
Uncontrollable laughter is apparently a side effect of both LSD and Taylor Swift’s musical stylings, which makes complete sense to anyone who’s listened to “Blank Space” or that one song about the cheerleaders and the short skirts. But, it wasn’t all fun and games. Shit got dark, fast. Tillman quickly picked up on Swift’s narrative of normalcy and saw right through it.
“This insistence on telling girls, ‘I’m normal, don’t let anyone tell you what you should be,'” he recalled of Swift’s conversation with the crowd. “If you wanted to curate an evening with the Grand Leader, this is what you would do. It’s a very, very false normal. And that’s dangerous.”
Calling Swift the “Grand Leader” is the most accurate description of her position in the pop culture landscape to date. And, calling her entire shtick a “false normal” is strangely prescient for a 35-year old man tripping face in a sea of Australian teens holding signs emblazoned with declarations of love for a pop star who traffics in fake camaraderie and never showing her bellybutton.
There’s no word on whether or not Tillman or Swift met to discuss this soul impregnation, but I’d like to imagine that he continued the conversation in his head.