@Scullo : Little mix in Scarborough last night Perrie doing what she does best! 💗 #littlemix #littleme #salute #onlythebest @perrieeele
I love when you become so close with someone that you can see parts of each other in one another and you begin to say the same things and steal lines from one another and have a similar sense of humor and can exchange an inside joke with just a glance you don’t even have to talk because you have such a strong connection with them and you can sit in comfortable silence but also talk for hours it’s really hard to find that kind of compatibility
Little Mix - Boy
Allow me to once again usurp a post in order to cry about it, please accept my gross apologies in advance, but here’s the thing: I have been waiting for this day for so long. In fact, I’ve been waiting for this day since 2001 when Destiny’s Child premiered ‘Bootylicious’ with that slick Stevie Nicks sample and MJ-style ad libbed harmonies. These two songs have nothing to do with each other. They’re both from vocal powerhouse girl groups, and they both eschew men in favor of the self, which is part of the cool chick code, but it’s not that. It really isn’t. It’s hearing a song that’s titled “Boy” not being about a boy at all. It’s the a capella opening and the four part harmony that sends shivers up and down my spine. It’s hearing this track and confirming my earlier suspicions that this album, like so few others, is not a sophomore ‘attempt’. It’s calling out and chomping down and demanding everyone, boys included, listen. Do you remember when Destiny’s Child reunited for the Super Bowl halftime show and took that glorious 10 seconds of nonsensical ad libbing in ‘Bootylicious’ to an a capella place and their voices were so strong it felt like they were reaching right inside of you and punching your organs around POWPOWPOWPOW? This song feels like that. It’s a return to slick beats that only work because the voices on top of those beats are so tightly controlled. I keep listening to it and thinking about being a young girl and buying my first Destiny’s Child album, hearing those interesting beats, those rhythmic hooks, and bouncing around my living room daring the world to stop me. I hope girls buy this album and jam out with their friends. I hope, like Destiny’s Child did for me, that this album introduces girls to other girls, to other girl groups, to rock and pop and hip-hop ladies that make them experience that same fierce pride in being alive and young and ruthlessly passionate. It’s a new generation, like Little Mix is picking up where the ladies before them left off — like Destiny’s Child did in sampling ‘Edge of Seventeen’ or improving on and reimagining sounds from a legendary male artist like MJ — and that feels like something important.