Because I otherwise lack familiarity with Ed Sheeran, I looked him up on Spotify this morning and realized that I know a lot of Ed Sheeran songs that I had no idea were Ed Sheeran songs. They’re radio filler — songs that just kind of exist omnipresently. Like Imagine Dragons. You don’t know anything about them, but somehow, you know all the lyrics to their songs. Sheeran is pretty inoffensive acoustic pop, like Richard Marx or John Mayer. It’s hard to be mad at it. His music is not aggressively bad; it’s just there.
And look at this guy: Hate him all you want, but dude is living the dream by proving to everyone that it doesn’t matter how pasty and average-looking you are, if you can play an acoustic guitar and sing soft melodies that will one day play on a loop in grocery stores, women will throw themselves at you.
That guy once said this in an interview: “It was very easy [wooing the ladies]. I would often find myself in situations just kind of waking up and looking over and being like, “How the f**k did that happen?”
Anyway, he was on Game of Thrones on Sunday, and social media was not kind to him. They said very mean things about this very average looking guy who was only doing a favor to superfan Maisie Williams by appearing on the series. And now he’s deleted his account.
You guys are terrible!
In the meantime, you can still catch him on Instagram, where he posts lots of photos of his cats, sometimes with Russell Crowe.