In the long standing tradition of music celebs pimping soda, here comes another with Taylor Swift‘s Diet Coke commercial. In the spot Taylor is seen in various locations as she is writing a new song in her journal and a few regular folks like a cook, a dude driving a car and an unknown on a guitar (is she unknown? does anyone know who she is?) jam out to Taylor’s latest number one hit. What do any of these things have to do with Diet Coke? Nothing. But apparently Ms. Swift drinks Diet Coke so there is that. I certainly hope she is brand loyal and doesn’t run off and drink another brand of diet soda and then write a song about how mean Diet Coke was to her. Poor Taylor… always the heartbroken, never the bride.
The song in this spot is Swift’s new hit, 22. I wish I could say I didn’t like Taylor Swift, but let’s face it, her music is catchy as all get out and this song is no different. Personally I don’t really remember what it felt like to be 22, perhaps I have a mental block on it. I do know I lived somewhere in Boston and was doing something right after college… dog walking? Maybe. This song implies that 22 year olds dress up like hipsters, make fun of their exes and hit up late night diners. This sounds like what I do at 32… ok 31, but I am close enough. This song also says that 22 is miserable and magical and that I concur with. I also believe that anyone in their 30s who is friends with a 22 year old will attest to it. You guys, stop whining OK? You will get over it. Is this also the point in this post where I point out that Taylor Swift is 24? I hope she was at least 22 when she wrote this song. I wonder if Taylor’s music will ever actually age or if it is just a time capsule of a 16 year old’s brain… only time will tell. In the meantime, enjoy this jam and Taylor’s brand whoring (Diet Coke, Macy’s, Verizon, l.e.i., American Greeting cards, Sony Cyber-shot digital cameras, Cover Girl, Target, Papa John’s, Walgreens, Keds, etc. … whoa girl).
It feels like a perfect night to dress up like hipsters
And make fun of our exes, uh uh uh uh
Everything will be alright if we just keep dancing like we’re 22, 22
It feels like one of those nights