Carly Rae Jepsen isn’t Taylor Swift. She seems perfectly fine with that. And so am I.
In fact, it’s probably better for everyone that her success, and her goals, are more modest. Jepsen probably couldn’t command a stadium or flaunt a Rolodex of famous pals with Swift’s conviction. And she definitely can’t sell albums or singles at a fraction of Swift’s impressive rate.
But she can sing, she can shimmy and last night at the Fillmore in Silver Spring, Maryland, she shined.