Monday, September 16th, 2019

Maddie & Tae – Die from a Broken Heart

This ain’t their mama’s broken heart…


Joshua Lu: Maddie & Tae depict a breakup through the mess it left behind: mascara on a pillowcase, a busted door, a stained dress (mentioned twice, like they’re rediscovering these signifiers again and again). Through this confusion comes a complex web of emotions, like an anger (“the nerve of this guy”) that’s immediately restrained (their insistence that daddy leave his gun at home), as well as self-blame (“I wanna kick myself”) and, eventually, a realization that their heart has been broken (“am I gonna be all right?”), encapsulated best in the way “heart” is sung at the end of the chorus, tumbling like a delicate ornament off a shelf.

Jessica Doyle: So I checked with my in-house personal firearms consultant (which is to say, my husband) and his verdict was: if there are no children in the house and everyone’s been properly trained, it’s okay to keep the pistol in the drawer. I disagree. It ain’t a microplane zester; get a safe! Especially if your newly-heartbroken daughter is moving back in for an undetermined period of time, and her shock and grief at having just been dumped have caused her to regress a bit, so that she’s pleading for Mama for reassurance despite being old enough to have her own place with a front door. No, you cannot die of a broken heart, but you can certainly well die of a dumb impulse. Get the safe, and then when she’s had a few days to recover from this very ordinary and very human (well-described) event, take her to a range; contrary to what the movies claim, it is (thankfully) hard to aim worth a damn while crying.

Kylo Nocom: A bit schmaltzy (I’m still not sure if I actually like the elevations of those melodies alongside the instrumental), but I love my parents and the titular question wouldn’t resonate if I hadn’t witnessed how the answer to it could be “yes.”

Tobi Tella: A broken heart? No. A boring song? Maybe!

Alfred Soto: The tug of those guitars and the duo’s harmonies ululate in perfect tandem for the purpose of blahness. 

Joshua Minsoo Kim: A fragile, tender song that leaves me weak. More than anything, it makes me grateful that I can talk with my parents about some of my own problems — I don’t know what I’ll when they pass.

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