Today, no heavy thought on
Shakesperare. Today it's PORN!
Get It On with a young Elton John. Click to Play!
Well, you're dirty and
sweet.
Clad in black,
Don't look back
And I love you!
You're dirty and sweet,
oh yea!
Well, you're slim and
you're weak.
You got the teeth
Of the Hydra upon you.
You're dirty sweet
And you're my girl!
For me, this is probably one
of the most filthiest, sex laden songs written, and not due to the
lyrics either. Yeah, I know, there's a ton of rap that bluntly states
“Yo, I'm gonna fuck ya mouth silly bitch!” However, there's no
tone, no theme, no mood created that'll inspire that hot blooded
sexual desire. It's a shovel slammed broadside into your face.
There's no subtlety at all. And I won't get into Zappa's songs about
golden showers, towers of power and becoming a sexual spastic. He
just did that to shock and satire American sexual beliefs. If you
want to do a song about sexuality, hint at it, suggest it, flirt it.
The “come hither” invitation is far more powerful than some slut
giving it up three hours after you met her in the nightclub. Get It
On does comes ever so close to the edge of it all without being
explicit. Abruptness won't work here and erotic tact actually is more
potent.
Get It On suggests, with
sopping wet humidity, an attraction to a girl who has “it” and
knows what to do with it. I swear it's the bass drive in the song
that moves the sexual amperage down the wire. I guess the John Birch
Society was right after all, rock and roll and African beats, caused
America's youth to rebel, knock America from it's superpower status
and spread std's everywhere..and caused us to lose Vietnam! Oh, like
that wasn't happening before rock? Don't believe it? Read a few poems
by Emily Dickinson (herself The Queen of Wallflowers) that were
written a 100 years earlier. She probably soaked herself as she
wrote them. Her sly use of flowers, bees and pollen aren't lost on
the reader.
I'm sure you've seen girls
with a tee shirt that says “Boy Toy.” I'm sure feminists
everywhere are wholly insulted by that but I will admit, we guys are
lurid pigs who can be turned on by girls who can flirt hard
and use their feminine sexual power to drive us nuts. The National
Organization of Women ought to tune it back a few notches, fucking is
great fun...will you admit it? Stop denying the fact that we're human
and girls and boys will play. But I'll stop here before I really piss
NOW off.
I'm not sure if Get It On
can be classified as bubblegum rock but it does have that taste to it
in a way. It's simple and sweet, just like bubbegum is and so can be
sex. And why not? The song screams about the guy loving his candy
and the girl is tempting the shit out of him with it. Good for her!
Drive him nuts! Wave it in front of his face. It's part of the game.
A while back, while a few of
us were discussing the difference between girls and boys, I thought
that a great experiment would be to switch souls. Girls can be a
guys for 24 hours and vice-versa, just to see what it felt like.
“What would you do?” I
was asked if I could switch said a Karen Nyone.
I answered: “I'd be on my
back the FULL 24 hours!”
“You're kidding!” Karen
shot back, half laughing.
“C'mon Karen! If you were
a guy for that time, you'd be trying to stick it
into anything that you could hold still long enough!”
She paused for a few seconds
when I jumped in...
“YOU'RE THINKING ABOUT IT!
AREN'T YOU?”
All I got was a smile, but
that was confirmation enough.
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