Kitsch – Unpacking the Rebellion of Youthful Freedom
Lyrics
ģ°ė¦° ė¬ė¼, ķ¹ė³ķ ź² ģ¢ģ
Oh, what a good time
ė ģ ģ“ģ, ė“ ź±±ģ ģ ėė¹ģ¼
ėź° ė³“ėø DMģ ģ½ź³ ėģ
ėµģ“ ģė ź² ė“ ėµģ“ģ¼
(That’s my style)
OOTD ķėź¹ģ§ ģģ ģ°ė¦¬ėµģ§
My favorite things
ź·øė° ź²ė¤ģ ģ¢ ģ ģė„¼ ė§¤źø°ģ§ ė§
ė ģź²Ø ėعģ ėė” ģ¬ė ģ ģ¼
ė ė ė°ė?
That’s my style
(That’s my style)
ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ§źøź¹ģ§ ķ ģ ģė custom fit
ģ¬ė ¤ ėė ėģ feedģ like it
ķė¦° ėÆģ“ ėė¬ ėŖØė ė¤ like it
ė“ź° ģ¶ė ģ¶¤ģ ė¤ė¤ ė°ė¼ ģ¶°
ė§¤ģ¼ ėģ ģź³ ė¦¬ģ¦ģ ė ė
ź²ģ”ģ ģ ģģ“ ģ¬ė¼ ėÆøģ¹ score
ź·ø ėźµ¬ė ģģ ėŖ» ķ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬-ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬-ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
Kitsch, kitsch, kitsch, kitsch
Kitsch, kitsch, kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬-ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“
ė¬ģ½¤ķ ė§ ė¤ģ ģØźø“ ėģ ģėėė”
ė°ė¼ź°ģ§ ģģ ź±°ģ¼, ė ėėķėź¹
ė ģ ė ėė¦¬ģ§ ģė ź²ģ ėė ¤ź°ģ§ ģģ
That’s my style
(That’s my style)
ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ§źøź¹ģ§ ķ ģ ģė custom fit
ģ¬ė ¤ ėė ėģ feedģ like it
ķė¦° ėÆģ“ ėė¬ ėŖØė ė¤ like it
ė“ź° ģ¶ė ģ¶¤ģ ė¤ė¤ ė°ė¼ ģ¶°
ė§¤ģ¼ ėģ ģź³ ė¦¬ģ¦ģ ė ė
ź²ģ”ģ ģ ģģ“ ģ¬ė¼ ėÆøģ¹ score
ź·ø ėźµ¬ė ģģ ėŖ» ķ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬-ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬-ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
Kitsch, kitsch, kitsch, kitsch
Kitsch, kitsch, kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬-ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“
Yah ėŖØė ģ£¼ėŖ©ķ“
ė“ź° ģ¢ģķė ź²ė§ ķė©“ ė ģ“ė? Huh
This ain’t your life
ģøė°ģė ģź° ė°ģ go away
ėµėµķ ģ“ ģøģ ģģ ė©ėė” ķ ė
YOLO! Say no! ėģ źøøģ ź° now
ģģė¦¬ė quite down
ģ“ģ ź·øė§ peace out
ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ§źøź¹ģ§ ķ ģ ģė custom fit
ģ¬ė ¤ ėė ėģ feedģ like it
ķė¦° ėÆģ“ ėė¬ ėŖØė ė¤ like it
ė“ź° ģ¶ė ģ¶¤ģ ė¤ė¤ ė°ė¼ ģ¶°
ė§¤ģ¼ ėģ ģź³ ė¦¬ģ¦ģ ė ė
ź²ģ”ģ ģ ģģ“ ģ¬ė¼ ėÆøģ¹ score
ź·ø ėźµ¬ė ģģ ėŖ» ķ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬-ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬-ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
Kitsch, kitsch, kitsch, kitsch
Kitsch, kitsch, kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
ģ°ė¦¬-ģ°ė¦¬ė§ģ ģģ ė”ģ“ nineteen’s kitsch
In a bold swirl of youthful defiance and contemporary swagger, IVE’s ‘Kitsch’ bares its teeth as a vibrant anthem for the new generation. With its captivating beats and audacious lyrics, the song is far more than a catchy tuneāit’s a manifesto for self-expression and autonomy in an era increasingly governed by social algorithms and external validation.
Beyond its hypnotic melody, ‘Kitsch’ serves as a cultural critique, layered with subtext and resonating with the fighting spirit that propels one to stand out from the herd. It champions individuality over conformity, daring its listeners to embrace their unique ‘nineteen’s kitsch’ ā an eclectic mix of personalized style and unabashed self-assurance.
The Declaration of Self-Authenticity: IVE’s Rally Cry
Kicking off with ‘It’s our time,’ IVE sets the tone for an arena where being special is not just preferred, but celebrated. The assertion ‘Oh, what a good time’ mirrors the sentiment that living well is the greatest form of independence, and worrying about othersā perceptions is a futile endeavor.
Through the deliberate non-response to a received DM (Direct Message), the song evokes a strong stance on personal choice. Opting not to engage signals a louder message than replyingāthe power of silence used as a subtle brush-off that underscores a person’s autonomy over their digital interactions. This behavior is not just a preference; it’s declared as a style.
Artful Disdain for Trends: The Kitschy Score
‘Nineteen’s kitsch,’ as the song revels in, is a nod to an eclectic aesthetic deemed old-fashioned or tasteless by the mainstream, yet it’s reclaimed here as a symbol of freedom and distinctive identity. It represents an unapologetic acceptance of one’s passions, irrespective of societal standards.
The ‘custom fit’ mentioned in the lyrics suggests a crafted uniqueness that does not align with the mass-produced experiences life often offers. The digital era’s fixation with likes and engagement is addressed with a side-glance; it’s acknowledged as an alluring trap, yet IVE’s protagonists remain detached, driving others to desire a part of their world.
A Dance of Defiance: Algorithm Philosophers
In an outright statement of influence, IVE claims that everyone is dancing to their tune, an allegory to shifting culture through sheer presence. Surfacing in everyone’s algorithms suggests a pervasiveness that commands attention without striving for it.
A ‘ėÆøģ¹ score,’ or ‘crazy score,’ portrays the astounding reach and impact one can achieve by being authentic. It’s a game where the metrics defy expectations, not because of calculated efforts, but through the natural gravitation of others toward something refreshingly innovative and genuine.
Crushing the Sweet Coercion of Society: Independence Anthem
Rising above the allure of sweet-talking manipulation, ‘Kitsch’ is a testament to the awareness and strength of the self. It captures the act of refusing to be led by anything but oneās convictions, a clarion call to resist societal pressures or hidden agendas.
‘That’s my style’ is repeated as a seal of authenticity, an armament against misplaced intentions. It’s a narrative of self-assurance that vehemently opposes being swayed by tactically concealed motives, embracing intelligence and standing firm in one’s chosen way of life.
YOLO as a Battle Cry: Liberating Lyricism and Memorable Lines
The song crescendos into a celebration of unbridled freedom with a modern twistāYOLO (You Only Live Once)! This injects the track with an existential gusto that inspires listeners to take ownership of their actions and steers clear from the noise of needless concerns.
‘ėµėµķ ģ“ ģøģ ģģ ė©ėė” ķ ė (I will do as I please in front of this frustrating world),’ embodies the collective desire to break free from restrictive norms. A pulsing heart of the song, this line pairs beautifully with the resounding ‘Say no! ėģ źøøģ ź° now (Say no! Go your way now)’, cementing an indomitable resolve to live on one’s own terms, surrounded by a world that’s all too eager to dictate another path.