The Nicholist #4
My official Songs of the Summer.
Welcome to The Nicholist! My weekly list of pop culture where I gush on everything that’s got me obsessed.
JT — “No Bars”
There's nothing like a raptress getting on a mic and poppin' their shit. In this hard-hitting freestyle, JT from City Girls not only pops, but she blazes. City Girls led the charge in the early days of the bad bitch pussy rap renaissance—their songs "Act Up," "Pussy Talk," and "Jobs" all reign in my top 10 played songs on Spotify—and in a star-making solo turn, JT makes it known that she's powerful enough to reign and be H.B.I.C. The music, the flow, the delivery, and the lyrics exude firey intensity and rare authenticity that could very well lead JT to take her fourth spot in my top 10.
"No Bars" only has bars—and here's my fave:
“I'm low-key, bitches fuck with my anxiety
I'm prayed up, and I'm waitin' on my rivalry
I'm the hype, nah, y'all ain't gotta hype me
I'm that bitch, give a fuck who don't like me”
Troye Sivan — “Rush”
Song of the summer, tbh.
Glamorous
I love trash—whether it’s unobtainable trash people who treat me like trash or trashy trash TV that makes people look at me sideways when I admit I watch it. Netflix’s Glamorous is up there with the stink. It's camp in both the fun gay way and the non-fun Susan Sontag way. It endeavors to be camp, yet the result is campier than I think the creators intended, and in turn, is even more camp cause of it.
Here are some one-liners that made me jealous I wasn’t in the Glamorous writer’s room and encouraged me to binge to the end:
"Someone call Shania ‘cause how impressed am I? Not much."
"I'm not perfect. I'm bad at math. The oldest movie I've seen is Titanic. And I don't know who Cher is."
Running through a lobby like Anne in Prada, "Move, I'm gay!"
Girls (Binge Watch)
After eight months of binging my favorite TV show, Charmed (told you trash!) I carried on rewatching Lena Dunham’s Girls this week. It feels as if we’re not allowed to like Lena or this show but fuck that, this show is/was so good, and with time it’s only gotten better. Girls to Me depicted a slice of real life during its original run. I knew those kinds of girls, and I was a version of some of those girls (re: my essay My Favorite White Women). However, with my 2023 psyche, it's all so much funnier because I realized Girls is actually a satire on white girls and their privilege. It's laughable how Girls it was of me to be so oblivious to the parody that this show obviously is.
These Nachos
