Everybody has that ex-friend.

The one that always talked about people behind their backs, the one you were embarrassed to be around sometimes because they loudly complained about everything surrounding them, the one you knew in your heart you shouldn’t trust, but you did. You did because they were nice to you, they liked to agree fervently and passionately with you when you were mad at someone. You liked them, in a sense, because they fed you gossip. You probably weren’t aware that that was why you loved them so much, but it was subconscious.

They knew all the dirt, they knew all the secrets. Whenever you met somebody, they told you why you shouldn’t associate yourself with that person.

Despite your understanding of them, you fed them your dirt, they knew your secrets, they knew your dark side.

I just distanced myself from a person like this, a person I knew from the beginning they could be trouble, but I kept as a friend anyway. These people, these gossipers, aren’t all, in fact most aren’t, bad people. But it’s within them, within them to gossip.

A certain song encapsulates this perfectly; “Gossip Girl” by Grace Avery VanderWaal.

inaudible whispering
In the lyric video, a cracked model of Grace, showing somebody has done great damage to her. She gazes in the mirror, filled with insecurity.

Hugs and kisses
Best friends forever, you tell me
Pinky swears and bracelets
Always telling secrets
At slumber parties

Grace begins by capturing perfectly the joys of gossiping and talking with your friends. Though these lines are specific to mostly girls, everyone can relate to the emotions she puts out with her voice, lyrics and instrumentals.

You told them everything, you believed in them, you always told them your secrets, you were the best of friends. You were there’s…

Not trying to point any fingers
But I’ve heard the whispers, going around
Not trying to point you out here
Just making the facts clear, that I have found

That you’re the gossip girl
I thought you were real to me
The gossip girl
But you’re just plastic, girl
Shiny plastic hard shell
Don’t give in to gossip, girl!

But now you’re pretty sure they were never yours.

Grace let’s us know she’s not trying to be too accusatory, she’s not ruling out the possibility that they aren’t all bad, but she knows for sure, they’re spreading lies. They are the gossip girl. She then launches into a hard-hitting chorus, channeling her inner-power, destroying the one who did her wrong, killing them softly with her voice.

We were closer than sisters
I was the miss to your mister
You were the light to my fixture
I was the frame to your picture
We were closer than sisters
I was the miss to your mister
You were the light to my fixture
I was the frame to your picture

You complimented each other perfectly, and Grace uses her super power of creating great allegories to show this.

But you’re the gossip girl
I thought you were real to me
The gossip girl
But you’re just plastic, girl
Shiny plastic hard shell
Don’t give in to gossip girl!
I thought you were real to me
The gossip girl
But you’re just plastic, girl
Shiny plastic hard shell
Don’t give in the…

Gossip girls they always seem to
Talk the talk about you
Gossip girls they always seem to
Talk the talk but never say the truth

They can’t resist, they seem to have been born this way, they have to to talk crap, they can never tell the truth. Please Gossip Girl, don’t give in to gossiping! I’m not trying to say you’re all bad, but I’ve heard that you can’t be trusted. I thought I could trust you, I thought we were friends, why are you like this?

That you’re the gossip girl
I thought you were real to me
The gossip girl
But you’re just plastic, girl
Shiny plastic hard shell
Don’t give in the gossip, girl!
I thought you were real to me
The gossip girl
But you’re just plastic girl
Shiny plastic hard shell
Don’t give in to gossip girl!

Gossip girl

Nevermind, bye Felicia.

Though this is one of her more simplistic songs lyrically, it nevertheless embodies all the feelings of anger we’ve had at those who spread lies, half-truths and our innermost secrets. She didn’t need to write an elaborate poem, she needed to write something straightforward, to-the-point, and thereby made it all the more hard hitting.

I should also note that the instrumentals and production of this song are among the best-ever that have come from Grace and her team. The rush of whispers sets the tone superbly, the ukulele melody is awesome and innovative, the drums are second only to the uke in their greatness, and the guitar during the live performances these days gives GG just the right edge that it needs to make you really feel for the protagonist of the song. Grace’s well-controlled voice, met with her artistic wail gives the song completion. This is one of those pieces that feels like it’s 100% Grace, and I enjoy it more with every listen.

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See my YouTube channel for some fun stuff (particularly proud of the Japan Vlog ft. a Billie Eilish piano cover), and I’ll see you next week!

-Miles Beining
(By-ning)

PS: Grace’s description under the original upload of the song:

We have all had the person that we thought was our friend. We confide our true feelings then they tell everyone… We are left hurt and wondering who our true friends are. I hope you enjoyed this song, please like and subscribe :o)

Holy crap, I wrote my preamble before reading this, HOW ARE THEY SO SIMILAR?!

This article was first posted on VanderVault’s YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Yfl9ID8F0g&lc=UgxfLNAylwaxTtSgR4R4AaABAg