There's one thing I hate about the Christmas season... it's that damn "Baby, It's Cold Outside" song, which I call "The Sexual Predator Song" People have always thought I was crazy. "It's about Christmas/the holiday season," "it's romantic," "why, I remember when all the rapings took place over the holidays," "what if the Holy Spirit had taken Mary's 'no' for an answer the first seventy-five times" they said.
At best, it's the musical version of the SNL sketch, The Continental. At worst, it's something that shouldn't be anywhere near a radio, let alone associated with Christmas. If they want to put it on the karaoke machines at the NAMBLA conventions, fine. But if you hear it on the radio, please call that station and ask them why they insist on promoting sexual assault during the holiday season.
Why is it that it's taken 70 YEARS for someone in the mainstream to lampoon and expose this song for what it is.
http://www.youtube.com/e/sZ5dn6nDuv4
(Once the clip is pulled from Youtube, use the below link)
http://southpark.cc.com/clips/90r7i1/bill-cosby-and-taylor-swift-duet#source=ff4daa77-43e0-4601-8fd6-21ea1daf9c19&position=5&sort=airdate
Thank you Matt and Trey, once again, for pointing out the dementia of society in the most demented (and annoying) way possible.
I've been saying the same thing for years. It's date rape.
If we're gonna get on this topic, someone should bring up all the modern songs that sound like stalker anthems. That stupid song delilah sounds like some 35 year old guy pen-palling with a high schooler.
"Every breath you take" by the Police has to rank up there among the most creepy songs ever. I used to cringe every time I would hear it at a wedding reception.
I thought I was the only one who felt this way about that stupid song and it's 57 re-makes. Its not even the song, its the association with Christmas that bothers me
Lionel Ritchie's "Hello".
Quote from: tower912 on December 12, 2014, 10:26:28 AM
"Every breath you take" by the Police has to rank up there among the most creepy songs ever. I used to cringe every time I would hear it at a wedding reception.
don't stand so close to me also by the police is pretty creepy as well.
It's about a creepy subject, but it is pretty straightforward about it. Somehow, 'Every breath you take' has been interpreted as a love song.
Quote from: tower912 on December 12, 2014, 10:26:28 AM
"Every breath you take" by the Police has to rank up there among the most creepy songs ever. I used to cringe every time I would hear it at a wedding reception.
Yeah, but you were
supposed to think that song was creepy.
These songs have nothing on "Too Close" by Next
Quote from: tower912 on December 12, 2014, 10:26:28 AM
"Every breath you take" by the Police has to rank up there among the most creepy songs ever. I used to cringe every time I would hear it at a wedding reception.
Sting's personal philosophy (found in "If You Love Somebody Set Them Free") is 180 from the creep in "Every Breath You Take" or the whiny guy in "Can't Stand Losing You".
TSOL's song Code Blue is pretty creepy.
Anyone who listens to the blues knows that all woman are evil and conniving while every employer is a cruel, sadistic son of a bitch who is driven only by malicious intent. Life is a relentless struggle against insurmountable odds where comfort can only be found at the bottom of a fifth of cheap rye.
A voyeur's deviant hunger pales in comparison to the scorn of an unfaithful woman or the callous inhumanity of the plantation taskmaster. The stark despair and cutting anguish that comes from the realization that we are all nothing more than oarsmen on the Roman Galley of life is far more poignant and offers darker pathos than the sin of the voyeur masturbating at the window of the neighborhood tart.
Quote from: keefe on December 12, 2014, 12:37:44 PM
Anyone who listens to the blues knows that all woman are evil and conniving while every employer is a cruel, sadistic son of a bitch who is driven only by malicious intent. Life is a relentless struggle against insurmountable odds where comfort can only be found at the bottom of a fifth of cheap rye.
A voyeur's deviant hunger pales in comparison to the scorn of an unfaithful woman or the callous inhumanity of the plantation taskmaster. The stark despair and cutting anguish that comes from the realization that we are all nothing more than oarsmen on the Roman Galley of life is far more poignant and offers darker pathos than the sin of the voyeur masturbating at the window of the neighborhood tart.
Sounds like something you'd hear in an AF-JAG hearing, eh?
Zevon's Excitable Boy is creepy in a fun way!
Quote from: keefe on December 12, 2014, 12:37:44 PM
Anyone who listens to the blues knows that all woman are evil and conniving while every employer is a cruel, sadistic son of a bitch who is driven only by malicious intent.
The part about employer's is true.
Quote from: keefe on December 12, 2014, 12:37:44 PM
Anyone who listens to the blues knows that all woman are evil and conniving while every employer is a cruel, sadistic son of a bitch who is driven only by malicious intent. Life is a relentless struggle against insurmountable odds where comfort can only be found at the bottom of a fifth of cheap rye.
don't forget the landlady/landlord.
quiet riot-come on hear the noise, girls...your boys :o sounds like a nice wedding song as the father gives away his daughter-I have a toothache so?
Never really got off on the "Piña Colada" song either, aina?
This wins for creepiest song.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sApYX_R4LRo
http://youtu.be/sApYX_R4LRo
Quote from: T-Bone on December 15, 2014, 11:15:31 AM
This wins for creepiest song.
http://youtu.be/sApYX_R4LRo
Proof of how bad dental work will drive a man crazy
Young Girl by Gary Puckett and the Union Gap is pretty creepy, too, though not as creepy as above.
Quote from: keefe on December 12, 2014, 12:37:44 PM
Anyone who listens to the blues knows that all woman are evil and conniving while every employer is a cruel, sadistic son of a bitch who is driven only by malicious intent. Life is a relentless struggle against insurmountable odds where comfort can only be found at the bottom of a fifth of cheap rye.
A voyeur's deviant hunger pales in comparison to the scorn of an unfaithful woman or the callous inhumanity of the plantation taskmaster. The stark despair and cutting anguish that comes from the realization that we are all nothing more than oarsmen on the Roman Galley of life is far more poignant and offers darker pathos than the sin of the voyeur masturbating at the window of the neighborhood tart.
" but it's allright, it's midnight and I got two more bottles of wine"
Country music to the rescue
While Baby, It's Cold Outside has been as date rapey as you get, I don't think it compares to Young Girl by Gary Puckett and the Union Gap. Seriously, listen to the lyrics, he is singing a song about how it is really hard not to sleep with an underage girl and it's all the girl's fault.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qJFVPxBpezk (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qJFVPxBpezk)
Quote from: mu03eng on December 22, 2014, 09:15:45 AM
While Baby, It's Cold Outside has been as date rapey as you get, I don't think it compares to Young Girl by Gary Puckett and the Union Gap. Seriously, listen to the lyrics, he is singing a song about how it is really hard not to sleep with an underage girl and it's all the girl's fault.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qJFVPxBpezk (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qJFVPxBpezk)
Must be bad if even a Squid finds it squirmy...
I always thought The Byrds Chestnut Mare was a bit questionable
I'm going to catch that horse if I can
And when I do I'll give her my brand
And we'll be friends for life
She'll be just like a wife
John Sebastion's (Lovin Spoonful) "Younger Girl":
A younger girl keeps rollin cross my mind
No matter how much I try I can't leave her sweet memory behind
NIN: Closer
I wanna f uck you like an animal
I wanna feel you from the inside
I wanna f uck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to God
Louie, Louie by the Kingsmen
Louie, Louie,
grab her way down low.
Louie, Louie,
grab her way down low.
A fine little bitch, she waits for me;
she gets her kicks on top of me.
Each night I take her out all alone;
she ain't the kind I lay at midnight
Each night at ten, I lay her again;
I fook my girl all kinds of ways.
And on that chair, I lay her there;
I felt my boner in her hair.
If she's got a rag on, I'll move above;
It won't be long, she'll slip it off.
I'll take her in my arms again;
tell her I'd rather lay her again.
Broken Hearts are for A$$holes by Frank Zappa and The Mothers of Invention
Sir Richard Pump-A-Loaf
You sniffed the reeking buns of Angel
The story of a demented bread-boffer
And acted like it was cocaine
Cucumber pud annexed to a fine whole-wheat loaf
You were dazzled by the exciting new costume of Ko-Ko
Then on Tuesday night, Caesar's back in town
In a way you can't explain
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