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I donвЂ™t begrudge BeyoncГ© or the world one second of it. WeвЂ™ve found a way to collect around the handful of songs we all have in common, yoke them with our opinions and make a (mostly) joyful noise.

What do we make of her dancersвЂ™ Black Panther styling? Is she вЂњallowedвЂќ to work with beloved artists from New Orleans or use references to the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina? How does the song sound through a feminist lens, through a queer lens, through an anticapitalist one? Can we have a conversation about her daughterвЂ™s hair, and also about police violence? People talked about these things until, three days in, IвЂ™d been quoted every last line of a song I still hadnвЂ™t heard. Thus can we argue not about what the song says to us, but about what we think the rest of the world needs to be told, and whether BeyoncГ© is telling it right. A song like вЂњFormationвЂќ isnвЂ™t set up as a story, or an interior monologue - itвЂ™s set up as BeyoncГ©, the public celebrity whose biography you already know, addressing the world, like an op-ed with drums. This is an ever-greater share of the public life of music. One song, one digestible thing, with millions of people standing in a circle around it, pointing and shouting and writing about it, conducting one gigantic online undergraduate seminar about it, metabolizing it on roughly the same level that cable-news debate shows metabolize a political speech. So these days itвЂ™s the song, and the scale of the event surrounding it. Showing off your eclectic, handpicked treasures? This has become such a common online performance that thereвЂ™s no one left in the audience. and curator, sorting through songs to assemble our own reflections.

Then came high-speed Internet and a touching enthusiasm for the idea of playlists: With so much of the worldвЂ™s music at our fingertips, weвЂ™d express our intelligence and taste by playing D.J. For a long while, the idea was that young people could use music to shape their style - their clothes, their haircuts, their sense of cool. One of the great tricks of pop music is that no matter how much we like to imagine itвЂ™s about musicians expressing themselves, it tends to be more useful as a way for listeners to figure out their own identities: Each song lets us try on a new way of being in the world. When and where will we listen to it? Will other people be there? Should people own music? Who should write it - the performers? WhatвЂ™s a normal amount to release at once? How will we find out about it? Will there be pictures? Are you absolutely, definitely sure we have to pay money for it? For the moment, thereвЂ™s only one answer to these questions that seems to connect strangers in a truly monocultural way: We shall gather in huge, fawning riots around towering pop singles to trade politicized takes on them. WeвЂ™ve spent the past century or so trying, in creaky and convulsive ways, to figure out what music is even for, and how we intend to use it. ItвЂ™s songs that do this now individual songs and mass opinion, working in tandem. The point being: Here, for a moment, was music that actively dragooned me into paying attention to it, based not primarily on sound, performance or composition, but on the rolling snowball of perspectives, close readings and ideological disputes accreting around it. Either I needed to dutifully consume this object of conversation and develop an opinion about it or I needed to develop a defense of why I hadnвЂ™t yet done so. ItвЂ™s just that BeyoncГ© released вЂњ FormationвЂќ on a Saturday, and then performed it at the Super Bowl on Sunday, and as of Monday I hadnвЂ™t gotten around to it, for reasons that are incredibly uninteresting: I happened to have been doing other stuff, which seems as if itвЂ™s probably among my rights as an American.Д«y then, though, the song had become such an intense focus of discussion at the digital water cooler - to the point where it felt difficult to turn on a computer without someoneвЂ™s views about вЂњFormationвЂќ and its various sociopolitical valences reaching out and grasping for your throat - that my not having heard it acquired some kind of political dimension. ItвЂ™s not as if I made some principled choice not to listen to it.

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