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Once I was 12, I used to be hopelessly in love with this boy . . . let’s name him Chase. Chase was the definition of a mid-aughts teenage dream: his angle was angsty, his hair was floppy, and I am fairly certain he had skinny denims in each colour. My love for Chase was unrequited — he barely observed me (however did take discover of my buddy Madison). Each night time, I tried to jot down about my emotions for Chase in my diary, however I did not have the phrases. How may I articulate what he meant to me and the way his curiosity in Madison made me really feel?
It did not click on till one morning, whereas my mother was taking me to highschool, a track performed on the radio: the 2007 seminal traditional “Teardrops on My Guitar,” written and carried out by Taylor Swift. I used to be shocked — the country-pop monitor eloquently described how I used to be feeling (the track was even impressed by the singer’s personal unrequited teenage love). I felt like Swift’s youthful, punchy vocals and her heartbreaking lyrics had been tailor made for me. I would linked with artists earlier than, however not like this. I could not cease listening to, or speaking about, “Teardrops on My Guitar.” And identical to that . . . I used to be a Swiftie.
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Years went on, and I remained a loud and proud fan of the singer. I purchased each single on iTunes. I had each poster. I knew each lyric and enjoyable truth concerning the Pennsylvania native (do you know she wrote a guide titled “A Girl Named Girl” when she was 14?). The late ’00s had been the daybreak of Swiftie mania, so I used to be in good firm. Tween women world wide had been obsessed along with her breakup-inspired music.
Then, in 2009, the Video Music Awards incident occurred. When Kanye West stormed the stage and declared that the singer didn’t should win greatest video by a feminine artist, public notion of Swift shifted. My fellow Swifities had been outraged on the rapper’s interruption, whereas the Black neighborhood deemed Ye a hero. These opposing responses put me, a Black fan of Swift, in an advanced place.
In spite of everything of those years, I nonetheless felt conflicted about my Blackness and Swiftie-ness.
I keep in mind being quieter about my love for Swift after that, particularly once I was round Black individuals. I felt like I needed to choose a facet — I knew I used to be on Swift’s, and that it will be one thing I would have to cover. As soon as, I let it slip that I used to be Workforce Taylor once I was hanging out with a couple of cousins, they usually tore me a brand new one. “You know that stuff isn’t for Black people, right?” One in all my cousins requested. I used to be confused and irritated, however I did not say something again to them.
Because the years went on, Swift solely grew to become extra of a controversial determine amongst Black individuals. She was accused of being racially insensitive on multiple event, most notably in 2015 following the discharge of the music video for “Wildest Dreams,” which was shot in Africa. The singer additionally went quiet for a bit too lengthy after an alt-white, neo-Nazi deemed her an “Aryan ideal” in 2016. And whereas these facet eye-worthy incidents had been taking place, Swift was evolving as an artist. She began to desert the country-pop sound I fell in love with, in favor of extra experimental music. Her fanbase was evolving, too — white girls grew to become the face of Swifties. By the late 2010s, I felt remoted from the singer, and I finished listening to her music.
Till two weeks in the past. “Teardrops on my Guitar” popped up on my YouTube homepage, and I made a decision to play it for the primary time in near a decade. I used to be alive, and immediately that lovesick teenager once more. I even determined I would try her new music. Midway by the track, although, my boyfriend, who’s Black, walked within the door, and I slammed my laptop computer shut. I did not need him to note what I used to be listening to. As a result of, in spite of everything of those years, I nonetheless felt conflicted about my Blackness and Swiftie-ness.
However I wish to shake that disgrace off, and get again to the enjoyment Swift’s music as soon as gave me. I figured the reply lies with different Black Swifties, so I despatched out a name on social media. Many fellow followers had been beneficiant sufficient to unpack how they’ve navigated their love of Swift and their Blackness.
Most shared that, like me, they’ve needed to grapple with being a Black Swiftie. Take Lily Wilkinson, who shared that her cousin was “genuinely upset” when she bought a tattoo impressed by the singer in 2019. Wilkinson stated her cousin cited Swift’s “internalized misogyny and also blind loyalty to Black men because they’re Black” as the explanation for her disdain. Nevertheless, now, after seeing the “economy-boosting power” of Swift’s Eras Tour, her cousin is extra supportive of Wilkinson’s Swiftie standing.
“If TikTok is anything to go by, there are more BIPOC Swifties than ever,” Wilkinson defined. “There are more people that have done the work of dismantling their internal race and gender biases, and more people that recognize that you don’t need to compare Taylor to Beyoncé in order to understand that they’re both unbelievable talents and we are lucky to bear witness to their successes.”
Beautiful Williams, in the meantime, in contrast being a Black Swiftie to going to a predominantly white establishment.
“It can be an achingly lonely experience,” she stated. “One that requires you to find and build your own community of other Black Swifties.”
Williams added that she’s continuously requested if Taylor Swift is for Black listeners.
“If you knew the number of times I’ve heard, ‘Taylor Swift has Black fans?’ or ‘I’ve never seen a Black Swiftie,’ you would go insane,” she stated. “It doesn’t help that the white voices are so dominant. Not to mention the non-Black swifties of color who can be just as racist and violent.”
Williams stated she has even gotten racist threats relating to her standing as a Swiftie: “I’ve received nooses in my DMs for daring to question or criticize something Taylor does.”
Nothing, together with being a fan of Swift, can compromise my Blackness.
The relentless animosity and questioning is emotionally taxing, to say the least. To manage, Williams stated she tries to make gentle of the fact of being a Black Swiftie. “I learned to find the humor in it, but it still affects me,” she informed me. “All Swifties are almost inherently defensive of their love for Taylor . . . and it is even more apparent in Black swifties because we have to be on the defense from every single angle.”
Equally to Williams, Ajhée Nolen shared that, in her expertise, many of the hate she receives for being a Black Swiftie happens on-line.
“You correct someone on an assumption they have or just flat out disagree, they automatically assume you’re white or that you’re not ‘really’ a Black person,” she defined. “You’re whitewashed or whatever term they feel like using that day.”
My fellow Black Swifties’ commentary is, in some ways, liberating. Through the years, I’ve felt alone in my love for Swift and my Blackness. However listening to that my expertise is frequent has impressed me to re-acquaint myself with the singer. I do know her earlier work effectively, and I stay up for including her 2010s hits (her variations of them, in fact) to my playlists, however I am extra curious to take a look at her newer work. Perhaps 2022’s “Midnights” has a monitor that may converse to me like “Teardrops On My Guitar” did.
“I think for anyone that’s passionate about anything or anyone, it’s important to know that it’s not going to make sense to everyone,” Black Swiftie Alexander Hinnant informed me. “What you love is always going to have the capacity to rub someone the wrong way and no one is invalid for how they feel about it.”
Hinnant is true. I am assured sufficient in my racial id to know that nothing, together with being a fan of Swift, can compromise my Blackness. I can nonetheless join with the hopelessly romantic teenage woman who liked how Swift articulated the wonders and woes of affection, all whereas nonetheless being the highly effective Black lady I’m immediately. That woman is part of me I treasure, because of Taylor Swift.