Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me put my love on the line
Let me put my love into you, babe
Let me cut your cake with my knifeAC/DC
“Let Me Put My Love Into You”
off of “Back In Black”
That’s sweet, isn’t it?
It’s twenty years old and the point I want to make today is that it really is kind of sweet compared to pop music today. Teenagers nowadays listen either to rap and hip-hop, or to pop music heavily influenced by rap and hip-hop.
For instance, three years ago Ashlee Simpson had a pop hit with a song called, “Pieces Of Me.” The chorus of the song includes the lines: “It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real/I like the way that feels/It’s as if you know me better/Than I ever knew myself/I love how you can tell all the pieces, pieces, pieces of me...”
However, without exception, when I’ve heard teenage girls singing this song in malls or parks or on sidewalks, they invariable play with the intonation of the words and change the lyrics to: “It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real/I like the way that feels/It’s as if you know me better/Than I ever knew myself/I love how you feel with your penis, penis, penis in me...”
In today’s world even the silly metaphors of AC/DC have been stripped away, even the mock poetics of metal rock have been tossed aside to create a world where the very concept of poetry is lost. And poetry is lost not just from modern music, but from the minds of the people listening to modern music.
Meanwhile, in Shangri-La, far beyond a very lost horizon, men and women sing lyrics like these:
Jerry
Seems like I’ve had so little time
All through my life
Maybe that’s why I’ve always been
So impatient
I must learn to be patient
Or I might frighten her away
Diana
Seems like I’ve had just too much time
All through my life
Maybe that’s why I seem to be
So unhurried
Some things just have to be hurried
Or I might frighten him away
Diana and Jerry
Seems like we’re part
Of two different worlds
In the way we live
More than in just a few things
That means we both have a lot to give
Learning how we do things
Sharing new things
Diana
Looking back I see
That I’ve always been alone
All through my life
Maybe I knew when it was time
Love would find me
Jerry
I must just let it find me
Or I might frighten her away
Diana
Yes, I might frighten him away
Diana and Jerry
If we rush we may lose
What we may have found
Today
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