Love Quote by Tina Weymouth

The joke lands because it’s built on a very musician-specific double bind: you’re supposed to have ambition, but you’re punished for naming it out loud. Tina Weymouth frames a perfectly reasonable desire - collaborating with one of pop’s most foundational songwriters - as a social faux pas, then punctures her own “arrogance” with a wink. The humor isn’t self-hatred; it’s self-awareness sharpened into a one-liner.

Coming from Weymouth, it carries extra charge. As the bassist for Talking Heads, she helped redefine what rock could sound like: nervous, danceable, intellectual without being humorless. Yet rock history still loves to file women into the “supporting” category, even when they’re central architects. So the question “Isn’t that arrogant?” reads as both comic timing and cultural diagnosis: women in music are trained to pre-apologize for desire, for power, for proximity to the canon.

McCartney isn’t just a person here, he’s a symbol: the shiny apex of “legitimate” pop greatness. Wanting him is wanting admission to the clubhouse - and knowing the clubhouse is absurd. Weymouth lets both truths sit in the same breath. That tension is the subtext: she’s asserting confidence while parodying the etiquette that demands she soften it.

It’s also a subtle flex. Only someone who’s already done monumental work can toss off a wish like this and make it sound like a punchline instead of a plea.