Chet freakin’ Faker, can we have a word?
This is the guy that’s “ruining” it all for me. Look at him. I mean, really look at him. Have you heard this guy’s voice? Don’t do it! You’ll get hooked in seconds like I did, you won’t be able to get any work done for the next couple weeks. You’ll fail classes. You’ll be only listening to his album and spending infinite hours looking for his live shows on Youtube.
It all started about 2 years ago when I first listened to “No diggity”. Man…that was enough. And now, 2 years later, here I am, a victim of the Chet Faker effect. What is that, you ask? That’s a terrible thing spreading all over the world (now more than ever because he is really going mainstream) that swipes us, girls, off our feet. I reckon is safe to say that the Chet Faker effect works for 20 something year old girls the same way Justin Bieber effect works (worked?) for 12 year old girls. He has it all:
- He’s Australian (biggest turn on in the world)
- His voice…I can’t even.
- The beard.
- The way he dances on stage.
- His Instagram posts are hilarious.
I can’t even focus on finishing that list!! That’s how the effect works. Because of him, I’ve made some stupid and some brilliant decisions.
I can honestly say that I’ve failed Economics last years because of Built in Glass, his first album. I just couldn’t focus, every fiber in my body made me listen to that album over and over again and when it hit me, it was the day before the exam and I knew nothing (Jon Snow. Get it?…). And now I’m taking that class for the second time which is not fun at all. Chet Faker effect.
I also booked a flight from Lisbon to Dublin to go to one of his shows. This was last November, I had classes so I couldn’t spend that much time there. It was worth every cent, I’d do it again. I’ll do it again. I arrived in Dublin around 2 pm on the day of the show and I left the morning after. My flight was at 7 am so I slept at the airport. I arrived in Lisbon and went straight to Uni because I had classes during the afternoon. I was still wearing the same outfit I wore the night before, I sure haven’t showered. But I got to watch his show in the most intimate venue I’ve ever been, I was front row. I was so close it was intimidating. Plus, I got to share this experience with my favorite human being in the world, my best friend, and those 17 hours we spent together in Dublin allowed us to create stories we’ll never forget and we’ll be sure never to tell her future kids.
This is what the Chet Faker effect did to me.
I’m thankful to this guy. Through his music I made decisions that turned out to be some of the best stories in my life.
In case you don’t know his music, here’s my favorite track of Built in Glass. I’m not responsible for the “damages” it will create in your life.