Saturday, March 10, 2012

You're to pretty when you're unfaithful to me

What becomes of the literal-minded? They try to interpret Pixies lyrics on SongMeanings:
1. when he says "preachy-peach" he's sarcastically mocking the guy that she's cheating on him with.
2a. he goes to talk to this guy to find out what's up with him and the girl, and the guy, seeing that he likes him more than the girl, trys to win him over by getting him a soda and then he puts the moves on him.
2b. he's using a warped meaning of the word molested. the guy buys him a soda to win his trust and then trys to kick his ass
2c. the guy wins his trust and he trys to molest his feelings to get him to give the girl up to him.
There are pages and pages of rubbish like this on SongMeanings, all but a few written by junior epistemologists who think that words have simple meanings, as do words combined into sentences, as do sentences combined into song lyrics. All they need to do, thinketh these thinkers, is sit down and listen, then interpret. The meaning can be found. It is a linear process. The song, this song, any song, has a meaning that will be found, sooner or later.

You see, song lyrics refer to true events in the lives of their writers. The interpreter must listen carefully and then relate the words of the song to known events in the life of the writer.  For example:, Charles Thompson III lived in Peurto Rico for a while:
I think "rice and beans in horse's lard" specifically refers to the diet Charles has often spoken of subsisting on when he lived for a short time in Puerto Rico. He even named his publishing company Rice and Beans Music because of this. It's hard to tell what he is saying about "our love" with that metaphor, though. Is he saying our love nourishing and simple or is it boring and a bit disgusting? Who knows.
Who, indeed? Not the author of this comment, who then - tragically - almost gets the point:
I don't think it should matter too much, but it sounds cool which is really the point.
Yes, that's it. It sounds cool. If only you had said just that, thereby defeating the prolix purpose of this entire website. The words in songs sound cool; it's not that difficult, boy. But no, you go on to discuss the possibility of "blistered (herpetic?) lips." Boy, you need to think more, say less and get a girlfriend.

And try reading some Wallace Stevens. Analyse that.

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