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“No longer ‘Crazy in Love’ with Beyonce”
Duh, we’ve been saying that for a while! CLICK HERE to read the article accompanying this headline!

No longer ‘Crazy in Love’ with Beyonce
Beyonc├â┬⌐ was a star at Tuesday’s BET Awards (pictured), taking home two of the six prizes for which she was nominated, including R&B artist of the year and best video for the Ne-Yo-penned “bad all by myself” anthem “Irreplaceable.” And yet, I’m in no hurry to congratulate her.
Seeing that this was becoming a pattern of mine, I was starting to wonder if there was something wrong with me. Am I a “hater?” I’ll agree that B’s got talent, but I’ve decided that I must get this off of my chest: I am so over Beyonc├â┬⌐.
And I’m in good company: Popera artist Rufus Wainwright recently told Spin magazine that he was “sick” of the R&B/pop singer.
I used to be a big Beyonc├â┬⌐ fan. In middle school I performed an anti-drug parody of Destiny’s Child’s “No, No, No” in front of my social studies class. I memorized the lyrics to most of the songs on the group’s sophomore album, The Writing’s on the Wall. I was there through the first and second Destiny’s Child lineup, and when B had the nerve to unveil a third lineup, did I scoff and run away? No. They were survivors and I loved them, especially Beyonc├â┬⌐.
And then she went solo. It was glorious. I belted out “Crazy in Love” while copying B’s runway walk in my dorm room.
I wasn’t mad that she recycled Destiny Child’s “Dangerously in Love” or that she (and I think Kelly Rowland) said some variation of “I love you” some 27 times in the last 45 seconds of the song alone. And I overlooked that creepy ode-to-Daddy track, in which she croons “I want my unborn son to be like my daddy.”
But last summer, something started to change. I loved “Deja Vu,” the first single off of B’Day, though most people didn’t; EW reviewer Jody Rosen called it “oddly flat.” Still, beyond that funky, bass-filled track, B’Day was a big disappointment to me. And I realized that somewhere between being Bootylicious! and a whole lotta woman, Beyonc├â┬⌐ had become larger than life. I couldn’t go anywhere without hearing “to the left, to the left,” or without one of my friends posting Facebook pictures of themselves in “freakum dresses.”
It was then that I decided to lay off of the Beyonc├â┬⌐ for a while. It wasn’t that I thought I had a problem or anything. But it would give me time to enjoy other songstresses. She almost pulled me back with “Beautiful Liar” (that whole Shakira/Beyonc├â┬⌐ twin thing in the video was manipulative!), but then she went and did like 10 different versions, including one with herself.
And therein lies the problem, PopWatchers. It doesn’t matter what Rufus or I think. The only person that truly needs to get over Beyonc├â┬⌐ is… Beyonc├â┬⌐
What do you think? Am I right? Or do I need to get over myself?