Justin Bieber. The Biebs. Bieber Babe.
It’s fair to say that this kid is somewhat of a major musical icon of the current tweener generation. To show for it, he’s got his faithful crew of Beliebers.
Everyone’s got an opinion about The Biebs: you either love him or hate him. I’m not too sure why this is… I love him, but it’s impossible not to make fun of him. I mean, the helmet/bonnet-like hairstyle? Last year at a party I met this guy who was totally rocking out the Bieber swish. (You know, when he’s got the long hair but refuses to use his hand to get it out of his face, resulting in this repetitive, theatrical head twitch.) We were introduced, but I ignored his name and instead decided to call him “Bieber!!!” He didn’t really enjoy that.
Okay, so apart from his hair, Justin’s other major downfall is simply how young he is, and the fact that he looks even younger. He is currently 16 years old, but people joke about him being 13 or 14. His voice is just now starting to crack(!): in an interview he said that he had to lower the key of his hit song “Baby” when singing it live because he just couldn’t hit the high notes anymore. Poor kid. Growin’ up is tough.
But even if you don’t like him, or just don’t understand what the big deal is, you have to admit his songs are catchy. When I first heard “Baby” I was hooked, and even now I get excited when I hear the opening notes. And secret revealed: I have his album My World 2.0 on my iPod, but only listen to it when I’m driving by myself in the car. Usually with the windows rolled up. Much love, JBiebs.
This post is under Sex, because I feel that JB will never be old enough for it.