🎵| Aaron Dessner spoke about working with Taylor Swift on “So Long, London” & “Cardigan”:
— 🤍 “So Long, London”: “It's a good story how this happened. Taylor was, she actually arranged those vocals to go at the end of the song. So she was doing those choral, like these angelic choral parts over the end of the last chorus of the song that you hear.
When you listen to the song, you'll hear her doing that. But then she actually said, but what if that went at the beginning of the song?
Taylor is interesting when she records because she's mapped it out in her head.”
— 🩶 “cardigan”: “That one's interesting. It's actually what you hear when that song starts, you hear the air conditioning in the backstage of an arena in Germany where The National was playing where I wrote it because it was really cold. But then that's me patting my leg, playing drums on my leg, which I often do, which I learned over time that if you record yourself playing surfaces or your body and record it with an iPhone, it just sounds cool. I wrote the music first and Taylor wrote to it. I think she said that when she heard that sound of what is me playing my thigh, essentially, that it reminded her of someone walking on cobble stones and high heels unevenly, and that gave her an image in her mind that led her into the narrative that she wrote.”
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💬| AMC theaters CEO, Adam Aaron on Taylor Swift’s wedding:
“Immediately upon entry, everything… floors, walls, ceilings… was draped in peach and white. Large blown up pictures of Taylor and Travis at each age, year by year from one year-old to late teenager-hood, were on display.
A small portion of MSG was cordoned off, devoid of any notion that that a basketball or hockey game ever shared that space. Somehow magically, someone created an outdoor garden at a lush countryside retreat. Everything draped off this time in green and white. Real flowers and I think artificial trees welcomed fifteen rows of maybe 75 or so chairs. They say there were around one thousand attendees, but surprisingly, it all felt intimate and small. Everything was close.
After some relaxing and mellow romantic songs played to settle the house, a few violins and cello ushered in the wedding party. Headlined by handsome Travis in a white tux, and a jaw-dropping Taylor in a stunning white wedding dress with a long veiled train.
An officiant talked and sang and talked. He was warm and welcoming, funny and eloquent.
Then the vows. Long, entertaining, personal, charming, emotional, irreverent and endearing explorations by each as to how they met, why they want to be with each other for all eternity, the promises they made in joining their much-beloved two whole families (Kelce’s and Swift’s) as one, and committing to their new mutual life together.
What was clear above all else was simply this: their profound love. This is no small love. Each at the absolute pinnacle of their worlds. Each so obviously head over heels about having found their soulmate.
Rings exchanged. I now pronounce you husband and wife. A sweep you off your feet kiss.
Then the party, an even larger stage set of a “Secret Garden” that was just exquisite. With five-story-tall lit “trees.” Superb food and drink. An A-list audience to fete the young couple. And music, music, music.”
I hope Taylor’s giddy. I hope everything goes off without a hitch. I hope she goes to bed giggling and kicking her feet because she’s marrying the lover of her life. I hope she gets the wedding photos she’s been dreaming about. I hope she feels like she’s glowing from the inside out. I hope she feels so incredibly loved the entire weekend. I hope this is one of the best days of her life🤍