Why I love Kesha

When my roommate told me Kesha was coming for Spring Fling, I laid in bed for about 15 minutes, more or less paralyzed by excitement. I love Kesha, and there are so many reasons why. First off, Kesha used to spell her name with a money sign. That’s awesome. Who needs letters when you can use dollar signs? Second off, she used to roll around in beer in order to stick all the glitter to her body. Beer and glitter. What more do you need in life? (Now, however, she uses baby oil because rolling around in beer apparently damages your skin). Also, Kesha has someone who follows her around and makes sure she is covered in glitter at all times during her shows. That’s incredible. I wish I had someone following me around making sure I was covered in glitter. I suppose there’s really no functional use to that but I feel like you are just a happier person if you’re covered in sparkles. Also, Kesha isn’t afraid to get what she wants. One time, she could have gone to an Ivy League school, but instead she became a superstar. Another time, she chased her assistant around so that she could tattoo a C on her for Conan. If you can make someone get a tattoo, I mean, hey, that’s power. I also love Kesha because, well, she is who she is. Kesha says what she wants and she doesn’t care.

Take her interview with Jimmy Kimmel, for example. While she was explaining to Jimmy how her brother was helping her film footage for her new show about her life, Kimmel asked her if that affects the way she acts at all. Kesha replied quite frankly that no, it doesn’t. In fact, her brother has filmed shots of her making out with guys, which I guess is something you normally really wouldn’t want your brother to see. But since its Kesha, she doesn’t care. Jimmy, of course, was taken aback by this, but Kesha explained herself quite well. She told Jimmy that since that is what happens in her real life, she wants people to see it. In other words, Kesha refuses to be ashamed of her actions, and she wants to be honest about her life. That is pretty admirable, because, given Jimmy’s reaction to her stories, it seems like he expects her to be more shy or private about her partying escapades. But no. Kesha will be Kesha, regardless of who's watching.

Another reason I love Kesha is that she isn’t afraid to say the word vagina on national television. I’m not saying other people are afraid to say vagina onscreen, and I suppose she was just doing it on Conan, which is supposed to be funny and ridiculous, but still. She said the word vagina on national television about five times. I feel like most people don’t say vagina on national television. At least, I don’t remember hearing it that much. Regardless, this past August, Kesha took it upon herself to tell Conan about the time her vagina almost fell out. So perhaps it's just that Kesha is particularly comfortable talking about her vagina on national television. And when she told Conan that her vagina almost fell out of her clothing, he suddenly got pretty uncomfortable and insisted that vaginas can't fall out of clothing, only penises can. Now, I don’t know if you can turn that into some debate about feminism, but I’m pretty sure that a vagina can fall out of clothing, too. Regardless, Kesha ignored Conan’s protests and went on to explain how the network keeps trying to tell her not to use dirty language on television. At first, she said she can’t use “the bad words,” but, funnily enough, she just goes on to use “the bad words” themselves. Even when you try to stop Kesha from being Kesha, her Kesha-ness just spills out.

So thanks, concert board, for bringing such an independent, wonderful pop star to our campus. I bet if everyone took a bit of Kesha’s advice and wore more glitter, the world would be a bit better of a place.