Sunny sundae smile – My Bloody Valentine
“Let’s fall in love. It’s exciting.” My Bloody Valentine rule. I like so much that they were once like this. I prefer this era as well, surprise surprise. An embarrassing, covered up, twee past that is never celebrated or enshrined in music lists. Eat it, people who won’t ever go back to here because of exactly what here is. And this sentiment and view always remained, just obscured more and more by noise, reverse reverb and tremolo, made palatable and revered because it is easy to ignore and concentrate on those big guitars.
Yes, yes, the lyrics are probably dirty, but they need not be read that way. Yet they are forcefully interpreted so. Why can’t a song exist naively? Smartalecky “aww man you know this song’s really about ______” serves nothing but the reinforcement of what music has bloated itself on since those first men figured how egregiously and self-servingly hedonistic and sexist they could set the rock lifestyle standard.
Needing to filter love songs with subtexts of drugs, sex, violence, etc. is a need to turn the shameful feminine to masculine and therefore right and appealing. It further denigrates a very real yet suppressed approach to and want of love. Falling in love is exciting, and it is something people should let do. To state it barely is an insurgent counterattack.
