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  • Better Off With No “Alone” Video

    Better Off With No “Alone” Video

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    As though the song itself weren’t disappointing enough, Kim Petras and Nicki Minaj teamed up again to bring listeners a visual for “Alone”—their poor adaptation of Alice Deejay’s signature track, “Better Off Alone.” The video, unsurprisingly, doesn’t do too much to enhance the single, apart from serving as an apparent opportunity for Petras’ love of cosplay. A love that quickly comes to light when a lone man sitting in front of a TV turns it on to reveal a channel with Petras dressed in drum major attire, along with the rest of her backup dancers. Of course, with Petras being likely aware of both Gwen Stefani and Madonna’s previous use of drum major uniforms in their own work (Gwen with the video for “Hollaback Girl” and Madonna with a segment during her MDNA Tour), perhaps those giving her the benefit of the doubt would call this “homage” rather than totally hackneyed visuals.

    Maybe if some of her other costumes were slightly more original, one could excuse the drum major attempt. And since costumes are really the only thing to focus on during this no-frills video that has little in the way of any plot relating to the song, the chance to critique them grows tenfold. Set against a purple backdrop with a half-circle shape resembling a rising (or setting, depending on your outlook) sun in bright pink, the 80s aesthetic might be comforting for a brief period were it not for Petras quickly spotlighting her promotion deal with Bose as the camera zooms in on one of her earbuds prominently displaying the brand’s name. Wonder if she’s trying to tell us something?

    Of course, there’s not much room for anything resembling “subtlety” in a song that touts, “I could ride it, ride it, ride it, ride it all night.” In the video, this is said while Petras and co. hump some “workout balls.” Indeed, much of the video can be seen as part wannabe exercise instructional, part wannabe advertisement for Spirit Halloween store. As for catering to the former category, Petras and her fellow dancers lie on yoga mats and engage in the standard hip thrust maneuver (again, “subtle” is not the keyword here). And so, at this juncture in the video, there’s little to note in the way of Petras being concerned about getting the object of her affection “alone.”

    But maybe, like Miley (via her sologamist anthem, “Flowers“), Petras is actually more concerned with self-improvement (in Hollywood, that always pertains to the body, not the soul)—which, in turn, allegedly leads to someone else loving you as much as you love yourself. The thing that no one talks about, however, is that other people are just as busy loving themselves these days, and have little time to spread that love to another being. So Petras might be waiting longer than anticipated to get the person in question “by her side.” In the interim, she can keep licking her clarinet with “demure” suggestiveness as the object of her seduction watches with voyeuristic interest. To that point, the only potentially interesting element about this video that could have been highlighted further is the peppered-in scenes of voyeurism. Then again, perhaps Petras knew better than to bother after seeing Madonna’s “Open Your Heart” video, the pièce de résistance (along with “Justify My Love,” for that matter) when it comes to accenting the perverse thrill men get from watching a woman (androgynous or not) from afar rather than actively pursuing her. And if there is eventually a pursuit involved, he’ll also tend to prefer her strutting over to him.

    And yet, for as “erotic” as it should be to watch Petras bounce around on a ball and spout her cliché phrases pandering to the hetero male fantasy, the looming man in the video tries to change the channel before direction from Arrad (who recently brought us Anitta and Missy Elliott’s “Lobby” video) leads us down into the center button of the “clicker.” Alas, rather than showing us something new, the camera briefly focuses in on two people doing yoga poses as the frame moves circularly before transitioning back to Petras in her drum major ensemble. The set then changes to something out of the TLC FanMail era as Petras subsequently appears in an all-black vinyl outfit that hardly compares to the ones Michael and Janet wore in the video for “Scream.” All of which brings us back to the main problem with this song in general: it relies solely on nostalgia for the past without actually doing anything to improve upon it in the present. At least another recent case in point of that—David Guetta, Anne-Marie and Coi Leray’s “Baby Don’t Hurt Me”—builds on what the original did as opposed to merely sampling the backing track the way Petras does.

    Although Petras assumed Minaj’s appearance on the single would offset any “weak points,” all her presence really does is take the song even further away from the integrity and sense of pure emotion that existed on the original. Dressed in her own dominatrix-y getup upon materializing at the one-minute, forty-eight-second mark, it doesn’t take Minaj long to acquiesce to the white ideal of the Barbie mold by matching Petras with a blonde high ponytail and a form-fitting black vinyl dress with pink heels as she babbles, among other verses, “I send shots, get ready, they may sting/I-I-It’s Barbie and it’s Kim Petras/Main character syndrome, they extras/We-we-we ain’t answerin’ questions/Click on a bitch ‘fore she finish her sentence.” Not exactly words that connote yearning or longing after a breakup. As was the case on “Better Off Alone.”

    As more of the same scenes are interspersed toward the end, Petras saves her most cliché costume for last: a “sexy” nurse. Finally “breaking the fourth wall” by somehow transporting herself through the TV screen to approach the man who has been watching all along, she leans in toward his ear and repeats the part of the chorus that goes, “I’ve been tryna give it to you all night/What’s it gonna take to get you all alone?” Well, for Dr. Luke, who co-produced this abomination, what it took to get Kesha all alone was a “sober pill” to make her “feel better” one night. As it turned out, that pill was GHB, a date rape drug. Hopefully, Petras won’t have to resort to the same (with the syringe she’s probably packing) should the male lead in her video have second thoughts about playing “patient.”

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    Genna Rivieccio

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  • Kim and Nicki’s “Alone” Isn’t Worthy of the “Better Off Alone” Sample

    Kim and Nicki’s “Alone” Isn’t Worthy of the “Better Off Alone” Sample

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    “I don’t know how you did it, Kim. You took a classic and actually made it better!” Zane Lowe exclaims obsequiously in an interview with Kim Petras about her latest single, “Alone.” Reality check: she did not make it better at all, but that’s interviewer pandering for you. If anything, she took something exceptional and turned it into a par, TikTok-ready number. One that features Nicki Minaj and dares to frivolously repurpose Alice Deejay’s “Better Off Alone,” released in the summer of 1999. At that time, Petras would have been a pre-op seven-year-old boy named Tim, living in Germany—one of the many European countries where the song was an instant hit. Undoubtedly, the earworm infected Tim Petras’ brain, sinking in somewhere deep within the recesses of his mind and getting filed away for some later date. That date, unfortunately, arrived on April 21, 2023, with the official release of the single.

    The song wastes no time in bastardizing “Better Off Alone” as Minaj babbles, “It’s Barbie and it’s Kim Petras” while the signature notes to the sample are then forever ruined. Not just because when one decides to use a dance floor classic such as this, they better damn well come up with something mind-blowing as opposed to flaccid, but because the lyrics completely negate the sologamist defiance of the subject in the original track. One in which vocalist Judith Pronk repeatedly demands of said subject, “Do you think you’re better off alone?” Clearly, the person in question, who initiated the breakup implicit in this track, must—in contrast to the needy, codependent tone displayed in Petras and Minaj’s rendition. A tone that reinforces the capitalist message (relationship milestones make up billions of dollars in various industries, not the least of which is weddings) that no one is better off alone. You should always find somebody. Anybody. Even when you’re committed to the “single lifestyle” but still pursue the last remaining dregs on the dance floor after two a.m., rather than “endure” going home alone.

    So it is that a lonely Petras sings, “I just want you here by my side/I don’t wanna be here, baby, on my own.” Overly attached at an erotomaniac level much? Because whereas Alice Deejay’s version seems to infer that the “narrator” was in a deeply-connected long-term relationship with someone, Petras’ pivots to making it about a “physical attraction” sort of vibe—that moment when you see someone at the club and immediately you know you have to bang them tonight (even if such a phenomenon smacks of a bygone era wherein hookup apps didn’t yet exist).

    Elsewhere, the rapey quality of the repetitive lyrics (songs are all chorus now) commences right away with Petras announcing, “I been tryna give it to ya all night/What’s it gonna take to get ya all alone.” If you’re wondering why it sounds especially rapey, look no further than the co-writing and co-production credits, once again going to Dr. Luke—a man Petras has remained staunchly committed to in the face of every outcry explaining to her why this is problematic and downright disrespectful to other women (not just Kesha). But no matter, she seems to think his “sick beats” are well-worth the flak (even when said beats are actually taken from someone else in this instance).

    At the thirty-five second mark, the rhythm changes to accommodate a more “hip hop-oriented” sound as Petras varies up her lyrics. Ones that prove Alice Deejay’s ostensible belief that sometimes saying less is more. Petras is not an adherent of that philosophy as she commands, “Oh, look at me/Like what you see?/I’ve been feelin’ lonely/Baby, you got what I need/Give me what I like/Tryna, uh, tonight/Got an appetite that only you can satisfy/I could ride it, ride it, ride it, ride it all night/Watch me ride it, ride it, ride it, ride it all night.” Pandering to the male fantasy of sycophantic sluttery combined with undying devotion that doesn’t befit a one-night stand conquest, Petras strips the original “Better Off Alone” of all its yearning purity. And when she says, “I just want you here by my side,” even Gigi D’Agostino’s “L’Amour Toujours” might not be inclined to respond with, “Baby, I’ll always be here by your side.”

    Things don’t much improve when Nicki jumps on to sing her non sequitur verse, obviously bearing no sense of “Better Off Alone”-esque romance or unrequited love as she raps such lines as, “I-i-it’s Barbie and it’s Kim Petras/Main character syndrome, they extras.” But no, in this case, they’re the extras in Alice Deejay’s sonic world, who themselves can perhaps be blamed more than anyone for conceding to letting their song be sampled. At one point, Nicki also cautions, “I send shots, get ready, they may sting”—but if she has any faith in the intelligence of music listeners and “Better Off Alone” purists, she ought to know that the only stinging shots about to be taken are at her and “Kim Petty.”

    In the 2000 edition of Alice Deejay’s music video for the single, Judith Pronk and Alice Deejay members Mila Levesque and Angelique Versnel appear in a room bedecked with Oriental rugs (with Pronk also inexplicably dressing in varying Indian-inspired garb) to dance to the beat as crosscuts of the footage from director Olaf van Gerwen’s original video are wielded by Michael Alperowitz, the “2.0” director for the updated visual. Pronk keeps repeating her question as we’re shown the object of her desire (or sense of vindication, depending on how you look at it) getting stuck with car trouble in the middle of the desert. Yes, it’s a pointed situation in which one is definitely not better off alone.

    As he wanders through that desert frustrated and aimless, Alperowitz cuts to scenes of Pronk dancing with a huge smile on her face (almost as though relishing his misfortune from afar) as she urges, “Talk to me/Oooo, talk to me.” This itself a testament to the average male’s notoriously bad skills when it comes to open communication, instead choosing to repress all emotions until they boil to the surface in a fit of rage. By the end of the video, it seems the intended takeaway is that a man will end up dead—buried in the sand by his own pride—because he refuses to heed the simple instruction, “Talk to me” (indeed, in the original, he keeps having heat-induced hallucinations of the lover he refused to talk to…apparently, regretting it now). His fate is an answer to the question repeated throughout the song. What’s more, the track’s misleadingly upbeat sound is betrayed by the melancholic intonation of Pronk’s lyrics, sparse though they may be.

    Per Junkee’s Jared Richards (who deems the single as “the best of all-time”), a song like “Better Off Alone” “[repeats] lyrics or arpeggiator loops to express an emotion so severe it can’t actually be expressed. It can only be repeated and mindlessly gestured towards in our attempt to move past it—which we will, eventually…maybe once we’ve danced it out.” In contrast, “Alone,” despite its repetitiveness (albeit to a lesser extent), conveys none of that strained emotion that struggles to be expressed in words as opposed to “feelings” (i.e., musical rhythms). Wanting to burst forth to the surface in a way that “Better Off Alone” encapsulates sublimely.

    In another article for MTV that touts the brilliance of “Better Off Alone,” Meaghan Garvey notes that “the thing that tied these [90s Eurodance] songs together—and that made them resonate so deeply in my lonesome preteen heart—wasn’t really their gratuitous rave stabs… All of them were desperately preoccupied with something just out of reach, and presented with an irrational optimism that twisted the knife even deeper.”

    Petras follows the trend of pulling these sounds out of their place and time (hear also: Black Eyed Peas and J Balvin’s “Ritmo,” David Guetta and Bebe Rexha’s “I’m Good [Blue],” Charli XCX and Rina Sawayama’s “Beg For You,” Charli XCX’s “Used to Know Me” or Beyoncé’s “Break My Soul” [which uses the same sample as “Used to Know Me” via Robin S’ “Show Me Love”]). Alas, like everything people have tried to co-opt and remake in the present, it lacks that sort of genuineness and earnestness referred to by Garvey. “Alone” is yet another pinnacle of such artifice, the attempt to “manufacture” something that can’t be. And yet, it would appear that “TikTokers” (a euphemism for Gen Z) are none the wiser to the offensiveness of the ersatz imitations they embrace without question. From their perspective, they are better off alone—independent of minds that know with every fiber of their being that the original song is unparalleled.

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    Genna Rivieccio

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