Trompé Setsuled (setsuled) wrote,
Trompé Setsuled

"Ain't There a Woman I can Sock on the Jaw?"

This video appears to be about a relationship between Johnny Storm and Jean Grey;

It's using Second Life I tend to get exposed to modern, popular music, as Bare Rose, my favourite clothing shop, usually has a pop music station on. That's how I first heard Eminem's "I Love the Way You Lie"--I actually assumed at first the song belonged to the woman singing and that Eminem was one of the special guest stars--Howard Stern pointed out a little while ago that nearly all of the top ten songs in the country included a "featured" artist. It was from Howard Stern I learned the woman in the song was Rihanna, and that song was by Eminem (Stern: "He sounds like a chick").

Even without it being Rihanna, the song already sounds like an endorsement of domestic violence. The chorus, sung by Rihanna;

Just gonna stand there
And watch me burn
But that's alright
Because I like
The way it hurts
Just gonna stand there
And hear me cry
But that's alright
Because I love
The way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie

doesn't really make sense unless it was written by a guy for a woman to sing melodically in order to somehow support the argument that she kind of likes being hit. Or something. The song's Wikipedia entry fascinatingly quotes a critic as saying, "This is not an autobiographical lyric [...] It's one of Eminem's flights of fancy, albeit one into a very real situation. Clearly he understands the psychology well, and can express the feelings with enormous clarity."

Hmm. Let's reflect on an example of some of the song's lyrics;

As long as the wrong feels right
It's like I'm in flight
High off of love
Drunk from the hate
It's like I'm huffing paint
And I love it the more that I suffer

Huffing paint, something we can all identify with, especially when it comes to love/hate relationships.

You ever love somebody so much you can barely breathe
When you're with 'em
You meet and neither one of you even knows what hit 'em
Got that warm fuzzy feeling
Yeah, them those chills you used to get 'em
Now you're getting fucking sick of looking at 'em

If yes, maybe you'll understand. If no, I guess Eminem isn't exactly the type to paint a picture.

You swore you'd never hit 'em; never do nothing to hurt 'em
Now you're in each other's face spewing venom in your words when you spit them
You push pull each other's hair, scratch claw hit 'em
Throw 'em down pin 'em
So lost in the moments when you're in them
It's the rage that took over it controls you both

Oh, thanks for clarifying, I was working on the theory that our protagonists had disturbed a bee hive.

Don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk
I told you this is my fault
Look me in the eyeball

And follow your nostrils, I got you some Fruit Loops. None of this quite explains why it's just so difficult to avoid hitting your girlfriend.

Anyway, putting that aside, I tried to think of an instance of someone actually loving the way someone lied. The only example I could think of were those Joe Isuzu commercials from the 80s.

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