@thestrangequark First, my point about "someone to love, someone to marry, etc." was an admitting that there was sexism in the music I displayed, just as "society at-large" was with Hillary Clinton and the "Lady Macbeth" reference. I re-read what I said and I saw that it could be interpreted to mean, I THINK that's all women are for, and as a feminist, I would say that is contrary to my beliefs. Let me play some of the songs I am talking about, I know, a celebration thread. I am also going to break the "1-2" rule, because I am being challenged on sample-size. I DO NOT believe that these love songs are feminist anthems. I believe they are RESPECTFUL love songs. It's not "Anaconda," "Bubble Butt," or "Baby Got Back." Rap lost this fight a generation ago, and now the music is not feminist at all. It's not being ahead of your time or pushing the envelope. It's just disgusting objectification of a human being. Feel free to google those songs, if you want.
I refer to the radio consultant that said women are the tomatoes in the salad of country music. http://www.cmt.com/news/1754800/men-are-lettuce-women-are-tomatoes/ This happened in 2015, not the 1970s.
This video and song offend me. I think it speaks for itself. "Girl, hand me another beer" is reminiscent of the woman's place being in the kitchen. The video freezes, and pans, on women's bodies throughout its entirety, and that is objectification. No emotions, no thoughts, no experiences--just body parts--and the woman's place is simply to be leered at, to be "loved (a pseudonym for sex)," and the association with that, is having a good time. She is a prop to that end, like the stiff drink in your hand, and will be gone tomorrow. But, for tonight, just objectify her--"Nice marbling! I bet the steak will be juicy!"
Um...could it be any more like a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders episode? "I'm from the country, y'all, and I'm here to be a prize for a man! Now watch me dance and imagine me having sex with you!"
This video offends me more than the song. We see her naked back, we see an up-close of her waist, she is straddling him, we see her, in slow-motion, move into bed in bra and panties. She is seducing him, and is uncovered throughout most of the video. The choice of actress--tan, big boobs, small waist--is the cultural standard of an American knockout. It is perpetuating the myth that to have love, you need to look a certain way, and, therefore, kill yourself for this image (eating disorders, low self-esteem, especially confidence in your body, etc.).
This one is about Sunday--the day of rest--being a day to get high, get drunk, and get laid. Period. It's about blowing off steam by just using another person.
Now, some context. These are bankable stars singing this crap. These are guys at the tops of the charts (I don't think I named a song outside of the top-5 on radio or downloads when these songs were released, I could be wrong). There is tremendous money in this. Now, compare these songs to my "pretty" love songs, and the love songs start looking like feminist anthems, when they really aren't. As a feminist, I have had to circumnavigate these types of songs to get to artists I have mentioned in this thread--starting with Miranda Lambert's "Vice" and going through Jennifer Nettles' entire song catalog. Kacey Musgraves and Brandy Clark, Ashley Monroe and Leann Rimes. They are making great music, and it's pushed down on the charts for this objectifying, good-time, treat-women-like-crap, "music." It is about the fans of this music, the DJs spinning these songs, and the record executives refusing to stop green-lighting something that will make them bank, for the sake of morality.
I refer to the radio consultant that said women are the tomatoes in the salad of country music. http://www.cmt.com/news/1754800/men-are-lettuce-women-are-tomatoes/ This happened in 2015, not the 1970s.
This video and song offend me. I think it speaks for itself. "Girl, hand me another beer" is reminiscent of the woman's place being in the kitchen. The video freezes, and pans, on women's bodies throughout its entirety, and that is objectification. No emotions, no thoughts, no experiences--just body parts--and the woman's place is simply to be leered at, to be "loved (a pseudonym for sex)," and the association with that, is having a good time. She is a prop to that end, like the stiff drink in your hand, and will be gone tomorrow. But, for tonight, just objectify her--"Nice marbling! I bet the steak will be juicy!"
Um...could it be any more like a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders episode? "I'm from the country, y'all, and I'm here to be a prize for a man! Now watch me dance and imagine me having sex with you!"
This video offends me more than the song. We see her naked back, we see an up-close of her waist, she is straddling him, we see her, in slow-motion, move into bed in bra and panties. She is seducing him, and is uncovered throughout most of the video. The choice of actress--tan, big boobs, small waist--is the cultural standard of an American knockout. It is perpetuating the myth that to have love, you need to look a certain way, and, therefore, kill yourself for this image (eating disorders, low self-esteem, especially confidence in your body, etc.).
This one is about Sunday--the day of rest--being a day to get high, get drunk, and get laid. Period. It's about blowing off steam by just using another person.
Now, some context. These are bankable stars singing this crap. These are guys at the tops of the charts (I don't think I named a song outside of the top-5 on radio or downloads when these songs were released, I could be wrong). There is tremendous money in this. Now, compare these songs to my "pretty" love songs, and the love songs start looking like feminist anthems, when they really aren't. As a feminist, I have had to circumnavigate these types of songs to get to artists I have mentioned in this thread--starting with Miranda Lambert's "Vice" and going through Jennifer Nettles' entire song catalog. Kacey Musgraves and Brandy Clark, Ashley Monroe and Leann Rimes. They are making great music, and it's pushed down on the charts for this objectifying, good-time, treat-women-like-crap, "music." It is about the fans of this music, the DJs spinning these songs, and the record executives refusing to stop green-lighting something that will make them bank, for the sake of morality.