Are we Swifties?
Im half joking but as a mid 40s man I found Noah though my love of folk/Americana and thought he gave words to a lot of feelings I’ve had since childhood. He has a way of saying things that completely articulate things I’ve never said outside of my own head.
But then I went to the rose bowl… 5 minutes in and I overheard an argument in one of the food lines between and older lady and 2 younger ladies. When they stopped arguing I heard the younger 2 girls saying “why are these old people even here? How do they even know who he is?”
Then it felt like the twilight zone because most of the crowd was young 20 something yo women all wearing the exact same thing like a damn cult. There were other men there my age but a lot looked like they were only there with their daughters or partners.
I loved the show and the music but it was kind of jarring in a “maybe these aren’t my people” type of way.