“Jepsen’s kind of pop music is not the kind of music that relentlessly desires a body, [but] desire itself is the body. Desire is the living thing at the end of the tunnel waiting with open arms. And to some, I imagine this isn’t a happy ending; wanting leading into more wanting isn’t exactly a neatly tied ribbon but it is a certainty. I will wake tomorrow with a desire for something I cannot have, and even if I can have it, I will chase the idea of not being able to have it until I find something else fleeting…
Once you’ve caught that which you desire, the story is less interesting. She gives us instead a never-ending chase, where the only thing to fall in love with is the idea of falling in love.”
