So I guess we'll stick with the bird theme for one more post.
Fun fact! Wikipedia tells us that in 2004, A Flock of Seagulls was part of the "Nike Run Hit Wonder," a series of 5,000- and 10,000-meter road races, featuring popular bands that are frequently classified as one-hit wonders (including Devo, General Public, and Tommy Tutone) who performed along the race course. This sounds like the kind of thing that would make me want to run a road race, something I would normally avoid at all costs.
Also, Wikipedia says lead singer Mike Score told VH1 that he "resents" the success of this song. I suppose he also resents the giant mansion and solid gold toilet and rare species of antelope that he was able to buy with all of his ill-gotten money? With a name like Mike Score, you could've easily supported yourself with a reputable career such as pornography or ... pornography.
Also, isn't this video creepy?
Lyrics!
I walk along the avenue / I never thought I'd meet a girl like you / Meet a girl like you
Sure, maybe on a boulevard or a cul-de-sac or even a thoroughfare I would've expected to meet a girl like you, but an avenue? Jesus Christ! Fuck!
With auburn hair and tawny eyes / The kind of eyes that hypnotize me through / Hypnotize me through
"Tawny" means "of a dark yellowish or dull yellowish-brown color," according to dictionary.com. So yeah, I would not expect to ever meet a girl with yellow eyes, on any sort of roadway. Is it time to consult our old friend WebMD? A female aged 25-34 with yellow eyes may be suffering from hepatitis A, B, or C, cirrhosis of the liver, syphilis, mononucleosis, or tuberculosis, among other things.
And I ran / I ran so far away / I just ran / I ran all night and day / I couldn't get away
Presumably to avoid contracting one of these diseases.
Seriously, though, why is he running away? I really want to know. Maybe listening to some more verses will clear up this mystery!
A cloud appears above your head / A beam of light comes shining down on you / Shining down on you
That sounds like an image of heaven, although usually when we think of heaven, we think of clouds parting and then light coming down, not a cloud moving in. The cloud would tend to block the light, right?
The cloud is moving nearer still / Aurora borealis comes in view / Aurora comes in view
A cloud would also tend to obscure the aurora borealis (Northern Lights).
And I ran / I ran so far away / I just ran / I ran all night and day / I couldn't get away
Still not sure why you make with the running, Mike Score. A beam of light? The aurora borealis? Those are pretty nice things. Things that would make me want to stick around.
Reached out a hand to touch your face / You're slowly disappearing from my view / 'pearing from my view
OK, I was sort of with you on the whole repeating-the-last-part-of-the-previous-lyric thing, but "'pearing from my view"? That's just sloppy songwriting!
And furthermore, aaaaaaagh. I thought you were trying to run away. Now you're reaching out your hand to try to touch this person? You're all over the map on this, Mike Score.
Reached out a hand to try again / I'm floating in a beam of light with you / Beam of light with you
According to allmusic.com, Mike Score was a hairdresser when he joined this band. Not really sure what we're supposed to do with that information.
Allmusic also says that A Flock of Seagulls' lyrics are "forgettable."
And I ran / I ran so far away / I just ran / I ran all night and day / I couldn't get away
It's time to play Two Truths and a Lie!
1. This song was the inspiration for the movie "Forrest Gump."
2. These lyrics are really flipping great.
3. I'm having a really easy time wrapping up this blog post, and I think that it's probably my best ever!
OK, that was three lies.
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Friday, October 16, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
Foreigner -- "Hot Blooded"
Yippee!!!
Please have a seat ... we're going to be here for a while.
Well, I'm hot blooded, check it and see / I got a fever of a hundred and three
a) I don't think I want to know what "it" is.
b) I've said it before and I'll say it again: Please consult a physician at once!
Come on baby, do you do more than dance? / I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded
Asking a woman if she "do(es) more than dance" would be incredibly insulting, in my opinion. However, if followed by repeated statements that one is "hot blooded," the woman would probably be less insulted than concerned about your mental health. Please consult a psychiatrist, Lou Gramm.
You don't have to read my mind, to know what I have in mind
... Because I am about to tell you in explicit, juvenile, and frightening detail.
Honey you oughta know / Now you move so fine, let me lay it on the line / I wanna know what you're doin' after the show
OK, Mr. Gramm, you've "la(id) it on the line" and she's clearly not interested. Why don't you just lay down for a bit and let's see if that fever will go down a little ... oh, you're going to take the insanity up a notch instead? I see.
Now it's up to you, we can make a secret rendezvous / Just me and you, I'll show you lovin' like you never knew
"You see, I am in possession of a pornographic 'video-tape' containing images of man and beast performing unspeakable acts on each other. Interested? Yes? No? Hmm?"
Also, why the sudden need for secrecy? I'm confused.
If it feels alright, maybe you can stay all night / Shall I leave you my key?
Um, Mr. Gramm, I believe the way it works is that the lady is supposed to give you *her* key. Unless, of course, by "key," you mean ... oh.
But you've got to give me a sign, come on girl, some kind of sign / Tell me, are you hot, mama? You sure look that way to me
I think if you haven't received a sign by now, she's probably not that interested. Also, she may appear hot because you have a dangerously high body temperature and are hallucinating. Please see a doctor, Lou Gramm. I have my car right here. I'd be happy to take you to the emergency room. Oh, sorry, you're not done?
Are you old enough? / Will you be ready when I call your bluff?
What?? Seriously, what? These might be the two creepiest and least romantic questions of all time. Any woman in her right mind would slowly back away and possibly alert the authorities upon hearing this. Well, actually, she probably would have left the conversation about five minutes ago, but that's neither here nor there.
Is my timing right? / Did you save your love for me tonight?
Timing is the least of your problems. The second question is also extremely creepy. It sounds like the kind of thing a serial killer would ask his victim after he had him or her tied up in the basement.
Yeah I'm hot blooded, check it and see / Feel the fever burning inside of me / Come on baby, do you do more than dance? / I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded, I'm hot
"The fever" ...
Now it's up to you, can we make a secret rendezvous? / Oh, before we do, you'll have to get away from you know who
Jesus, this song is really weird. Does Lou Gramm already know this person? Up until now it seemed like he was addressing some random girl at a show. Who is "you know who"? So weird and creepy.
Hot blooded, every night / Hot blooded, you're looking so tight / Hot blooded, now you're driving me wild / Hot blooded, I'm so hot for you, child / Hot blooded, I'm a little bit high / Hot blooded, you're a little bit shy / Hot blooded, for your sweet sweet thing
Eeesh. The outro reaches an insane new crescendo of creepiness. It seriously sounds like he's talking about child molestation. I think I'm going to take this post and move it to my new blog, http://disconcertinglydementedlyrics.blogspot.com. Also, if any law-enforcement officers are reading this (unlikely), I would like to ask that you immediately take Mr. Lou Gramm into custody.
Please have a seat ... we're going to be here for a while.
Well, I'm hot blooded, check it and see / I got a fever of a hundred and three
a) I don't think I want to know what "it" is.
b) I've said it before and I'll say it again: Please consult a physician at once!
Come on baby, do you do more than dance? / I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded
Asking a woman if she "do(es) more than dance" would be incredibly insulting, in my opinion. However, if followed by repeated statements that one is "hot blooded," the woman would probably be less insulted than concerned about your mental health. Please consult a psychiatrist, Lou Gramm.
You don't have to read my mind, to know what I have in mind
... Because I am about to tell you in explicit, juvenile, and frightening detail.
Honey you oughta know / Now you move so fine, let me lay it on the line / I wanna know what you're doin' after the show
OK, Mr. Gramm, you've "la(id) it on the line" and she's clearly not interested. Why don't you just lay down for a bit and let's see if that fever will go down a little ... oh, you're going to take the insanity up a notch instead? I see.
Now it's up to you, we can make a secret rendezvous / Just me and you, I'll show you lovin' like you never knew
"You see, I am in possession of a pornographic 'video-tape' containing images of man and beast performing unspeakable acts on each other. Interested? Yes? No? Hmm?"
Also, why the sudden need for secrecy? I'm confused.
If it feels alright, maybe you can stay all night / Shall I leave you my key?
Um, Mr. Gramm, I believe the way it works is that the lady is supposed to give you *her* key. Unless, of course, by "key," you mean ... oh.
But you've got to give me a sign, come on girl, some kind of sign / Tell me, are you hot, mama? You sure look that way to me
I think if you haven't received a sign by now, she's probably not that interested. Also, she may appear hot because you have a dangerously high body temperature and are hallucinating. Please see a doctor, Lou Gramm. I have my car right here. I'd be happy to take you to the emergency room. Oh, sorry, you're not done?
Are you old enough? / Will you be ready when I call your bluff?
What?? Seriously, what? These might be the two creepiest and least romantic questions of all time. Any woman in her right mind would slowly back away and possibly alert the authorities upon hearing this. Well, actually, she probably would have left the conversation about five minutes ago, but that's neither here nor there.
Is my timing right? / Did you save your love for me tonight?
Timing is the least of your problems. The second question is also extremely creepy. It sounds like the kind of thing a serial killer would ask his victim after he had him or her tied up in the basement.
Yeah I'm hot blooded, check it and see / Feel the fever burning inside of me / Come on baby, do you do more than dance? / I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded, I'm hot
"The fever" ...
Now it's up to you, can we make a secret rendezvous? / Oh, before we do, you'll have to get away from you know who
Jesus, this song is really weird. Does Lou Gramm already know this person? Up until now it seemed like he was addressing some random girl at a show. Who is "you know who"? So weird and creepy.
Hot blooded, every night / Hot blooded, you're looking so tight / Hot blooded, now you're driving me wild / Hot blooded, I'm so hot for you, child / Hot blooded, I'm a little bit high / Hot blooded, you're a little bit shy / Hot blooded, for your sweet sweet thing
Eeesh. The outro reaches an insane new crescendo of creepiness. It seriously sounds like he's talking about child molestation. I think I'm going to take this post and move it to my new blog, http://disconcertinglydementedlyrics.blogspot.com. Also, if any law-enforcement officers are reading this (unlikely), I would like to ask that you immediately take Mr. Lou Gramm into custody.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Eddie Money -- "Take Me Home Tonight"
This is as good a place as any to get started, I suppose.
I feel a hunger / It's a hunger that tries to keep a man awake at night
Right off the bat, Mr. Money is having a little trouble. Here he assigns a curious motivation to the unfortunate human condition of hunger. Hunger does not try to keep a person awake at night, it is that person's brain's special way of telling the person that he or she will face extreme weakness or death if he or she does not consume nutrients. Next line!
Are you the answer? / I shouldn't wonder when I feel you whet my appetite
I take this as meaning that our hero is hungry for sexual intercourse and will engage in it thoughtlessly and indiscriminately. Going back to the "hunger" metaphor, this is the equivalent of not wondering whether drinking motor oil or eating live scorpions is "the answer" as long as it whets the appetite. (Which, admittedly, it may not.)
With all the power you're releasing / It isn't safe to walk the city streets alone
Our protagonist's unnamed paramour may actually be Marvel Comics supervillain Electro.
Anticipation is running through me / Let's find the key and turn this engine on
"The key" may refer to Viagra, or more likely some primitive version of the drug, since it didn't become available for more than a decade after this song was released. The "engine," naturally, is Eddie Money's penis.
I can feel you breathe / I can feel your heart beat faster
According to WebMD.com, rapid/deep breathing combined with a rapid heart rate could indicate, inter alia, supraventricular tachycardia (huh?), acute kidney failure (uh-oh), anemia (yikes), hyperthyroidism (sounds bad), cocaine abuse, or a drug overdose (hmmmmm). This woman should probably consult a physician.
Take me home tonight / I don't want to let you go till you see the light / Take me home tonight
When they get home, these two will engage in foreplay until she "sees the light," i.e., realizes that Eddie Money is a sleazy dirtbag who will fuck anything that moves (see above).
Listen honey / Just like Ronnie sang: Female vocal: Be my little baby!
"Ronnie" refers to Ronnie Spector. The relationship depicted in this song will most likely work out just about as well as Ronnie's relationship with her husband, Phil.
OK, this goes on for quite a while longer, but I think you get the point. Great song.
I feel a hunger / It's a hunger that tries to keep a man awake at night
Right off the bat, Mr. Money is having a little trouble. Here he assigns a curious motivation to the unfortunate human condition of hunger. Hunger does not try to keep a person awake at night, it is that person's brain's special way of telling the person that he or she will face extreme weakness or death if he or she does not consume nutrients. Next line!
Are you the answer? / I shouldn't wonder when I feel you whet my appetite
I take this as meaning that our hero is hungry for sexual intercourse and will engage in it thoughtlessly and indiscriminately. Going back to the "hunger" metaphor, this is the equivalent of not wondering whether drinking motor oil or eating live scorpions is "the answer" as long as it whets the appetite. (Which, admittedly, it may not.)
With all the power you're releasing / It isn't safe to walk the city streets alone
Our protagonist's unnamed paramour may actually be Marvel Comics supervillain Electro.
Anticipation is running through me / Let's find the key and turn this engine on
"The key" may refer to Viagra, or more likely some primitive version of the drug, since it didn't become available for more than a decade after this song was released. The "engine," naturally, is Eddie Money's penis.
I can feel you breathe / I can feel your heart beat faster
According to WebMD.com, rapid/deep breathing combined with a rapid heart rate could indicate, inter alia, supraventricular tachycardia (huh?), acute kidney failure (uh-oh), anemia (yikes), hyperthyroidism (sounds bad), cocaine abuse, or a drug overdose (hmmmmm). This woman should probably consult a physician.
Take me home tonight / I don't want to let you go till you see the light / Take me home tonight
When they get home, these two will engage in foreplay until she "sees the light," i.e., realizes that Eddie Money is a sleazy dirtbag who will fuck anything that moves (see above).
Listen honey / Just like Ronnie sang: Female vocal: Be my little baby!
"Ronnie" refers to Ronnie Spector. The relationship depicted in this song will most likely work out just about as well as Ronnie's relationship with her husband, Phil.
OK, this goes on for quite a while longer, but I think you get the point. Great song.
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