LMG wrote:Now I love this track.
But the sensitivity gives me indigestion so soon after brown sugar, hear him whip the women just around midnight.
Emotionally I am a bit lost now.
I think the fact that the guy who sings 'Angie' also sings 'Star Star' is part of the Stones' thing.
But on this album, I find it a tough transition.
All I'm saying.
i have a lil time this mornin, everyone's still asleep, so i wannna yap more here. i sounded so dismissive with my follow-up "nahhh" to you, chris, and i'm really not that way. so i'm gonna clarify. (everybody is duly forewarned that when i say i'm gonna clarify, yer probably gonna need some aspirin, mwhaha.)
my formative years are very well repped by this album. i was steeped in the musical culture of white brit and american rock bands translating the blues. a very strong face of that was the whole sexdroogsrocknroll, women as bitches and animals, head for backstage pass, women as groupies passed around, etcetcetc. i get it entirely if you haven't been around it for a long time and we've all gotten here so many years away, how the strength of that stuff can kinda knock you in the face. i get it. we could apply the same effect to writers, poets, movies, you name it. how offensive some of that stuff is, removed from context or even back in the day, is a very genuine and valid reaction.
back in that day? it was par for the course if you loved rock.
did anyone actually think the stones were lockin up women in stalls and whippin em at midnight? well, no. of course, some of those rockers in general *were* beastly, abusive fucques in real life. most weren't. they were in those extremes striking a pose that was very popular and widespread at the time. oh they were all sexdroogsrocknroll in real life, but the line of what is really abusive is pretty complicated.
did a track like bitch turn
young guys into beastly fucques, or feed substantially into the prevailing probs? that's a trickier question, how deep that cultural picture of women is. in real life, on the street? the danger and the threat was manifest everydamnday. y'all know the flaming, moronic, racist, sexist, empathy-free fucquestick over in nextdoorland? he bitched about virtue signalling over there, and a i gave a very brief history of my past with cops. it was not pretty. it was not pretty for my girlfriends. if you were a female back then with a brain and a mouth, there were many ways you were made to pay for it.
how i survived all that is... well, the first reason is blind fucquin luck, mwhaha, honestly. just the times i never should've gotten out of a vehicle alive could be counted on ten hands. (christ, i hate math.) but i also learned to pick my battles. like i said in the listen, i walked into a party and saw needles, walked out. i took one punch to the face in a relationship. made sure that would never happen again as well. if i met anyone backstage anywhere, i already knew what type of person he was. many women weren't as careful and paid for it. they never should've had
to pay for it in the first place, but, well, reality. so how seriously i took the stones was very low on a scale. if i sounded dismissive about it, it's in part my own priority scale i developed as i grew up.
but aside from allllll that, whatever it is i just said, there is sumthin at the core here that should always be understood and respected. that's a person's gut reaction to this stuff. any "art". anything that bothers a person enough that it outweighs his or her enjoyment of the rest of it. that includes if the artist is bothersome, and one can no longer separate the art from the artist. too outweighed. and we ALL draw those lines. just becuz we draw em in different places for different reasons doesn't mean we can write off someone else's lines. it means we should understand em better and be respectful of em. right? right.
well, we all draw those lines unless
we're like that flaming fucquestick over in NDL.
hell, i grew up loving mel gibson movies. when i heard him use one phrase~~he called jews "oven-dodgers"~~i was so sickened and repulsed that i've never been able to watch a movie of his again. cuz when ya get right down to it, those kinds of fucquesticks just aint worth a microsecond of yer time. life is too short.
upshot: pardon if i sounded dismissive, chris. ::smack::