Sex Yeah – Marina
There are some songs that just stand out to me. Most times, I don’t know right away what it is. A few months ago, I was listening to a playlist created off of my interests and there was a song that once it started, I knew I needed to add it to a playlist to listen to later. I didn’t listen to the song right away, I didn’t even listen to it for months. One fateful day, I was like, “Ima check this song out, today is the day.” Something I am sure one can tell about me by my posts and my page, I am drawn to things in the moment and I go with it until I don’t. The flow calls to me and I delight in where it takes me.
So, I press play, alone by myself. It starts.
Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex yeah.
In my head, I was like great, please don’t let my hubby walk in. He will immediately hate it based off his first impression and I know that his impression will affect me. (One of my current self-improvements, breaking free of the chains I’ve placed that bind my opinions to my loves opinion) Fortunately for me, I was not disturbed in my first full listen.
Listening to the lyrics, I was able to easily feel and draw a full picture from what was said. I would be hard pressed to find a woman who hasn’t felt as if they have to hide themselves physically, mentally, and/or sexually, just to appease someone else, pulling them further and further from their true selves.
Second listen, proceeding the first right away. Google magic, I pull up the lyrics and read as I listen. All the while falling further and further into heavy like with this song and the feelings it invoked within me, not only for my past but in my present. As an aspiring erotic romance novelist, it can be hard for people to understand why a person would delight in writing what they believe to be filth.
My question to them is, who decided it was filth? Did they come up with that conclusion all on their own, or was it placed within their sub-conscious by those who know better than them? Sex is a natural part of any healthy human existence. Humans are social and procreate. I digress.
This song took center stage in my music playlist.
Third, fourth, fifth listen was accompanied by my headphones and my dancing body.
Only disappointment I felt during this whole episode is, I can share this song with no one I know. Immediately upon hearing her sing sex, sex, sex over and over, they would be turned off and think of me as some immature sex addict without truly listening to what is being said.
Nothing is provocative anymore
Even for kids
No room for imagining
‘Cause everyone’s seen everything
This song screams the word sex and has more value to it than the watered down garbage they show on T.V. Females are taught young to hide their body and be ashamed of it if it doesn’t look how others say it should look. While their T.V. idols are having kids out of wedlock, getting married, then divorced, then married again. Hooking up with this guy and then that guy all while the tabloids and television glorify it for profitable gain. Brainwashed again and again by fake lives that hold no comparison to the real life situations you’ll be put in. Not enough people,
Question what the TV tells you
Question what a pop star sells you
Question mom and question dad
Question good and question bad
History could set you free (from who you were supposed to
If sex in our society (didn’t tell a girl who she would be)
Confused and uneducated at a young age, many teens will participate in acts no child should experience just to feel accepted. Their teenage sitcom stars are doing it, the adults in their life do it, their friends are doing it and the urges they feel tell them to do it, all the while they are told not to do it. Very confusing.
If women were religiously
We wouldn’t have to feel the need to show our ass,
It’s to feel free
Religion does a good job of painting the picture of how woman are evil, not to be trusted, and heaven forbid she feels sexual urges or an urge to dress sexy and feel desirable. As a woman I know, if I want to dress sexy for myself, I can’t without others being offended, drawing conclusions and making accusations. People should be free to be as they are and wear whatever the hell they want without fear of being ridiculed.
Men walk around without their shirts, pants hanging around their ass, and brag about how many women they slam. But that cool, they’re dudes, it’s to be expected. Even back in the day, a King could sleep with any woman of his choosing, and she’d better do it, but the queen would be put to death as an adulterer, a sinner, and/or made to be the blame for any bad occurrences due to her sinning. A man at war could lay with who he pleases, but let a female not be a virgin at the wedding and she’d be killed for damaging her father’s property. WTF! Quite the double standard.
Not all men mind you, but conclusions can be made for any group of people and applied to the lot for any reason at a moment’s notice to fit an agenda.
If history could set you free (from who you were supposed to be)
If sex in our society (didn’t tell a guy who he should be)
Young men will feel pressured to sleep with woman because again, everyone else is doing it, they’ll be teased and ridiculed for not doing what everyone else is doing. I mean why not, their athletes, actors, idols, kings, even the priest is doing it.
This rant went on longer than I expected, thank you for hanging in there with me. The compulsion to share this song and my feelings on how it is so good and so true in today’s society and many from the past. I love being a woman, I love dressing sexy, I love shaking my ass (to the music I play in private!), and I love this song. It is not soon to be forgotten and placed in the thousands upon thousands of songs I have placed on the back burner when a new one arrives.
Blessed be. Namaste. One Love.
Image courtesy of the cover of Marina’s album.
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