“But it’s her most conservative album!” That was the reaction of a Taylor Swift-besotted friend when I complained, as a longtime Swift listener by daughterly proxy, about the coarseness of Swift’s “Life of a Showgirl.”
We’re both right: The latest exercise in Swiftiana combines bawdiness with a certain impulse toward conservatism, as the singer embraces suburban dreams of marriage and white-picket fences while rhapsodizing about her fiancé’s reproductive organ. In that sense it’s an appropriate text for the Trump era, when coarseness and right-wing politics have been married in a distinctive way, and also an opportunity to ponder whether that marriage can last beyond this presidency.