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You and me both, broham!

WTF?

I believe I’m one of the very few people in the world who cares very little about Nick Cave. It’s a burden I live with. I’m trying to manage it. That said, the ad lib made this all worthwhile.

Oh, Johnny. You truly are a jackhole.

Just to clarify, in case that seemed too flip: this is a stupid post, frat boy-ish, objectifying, a one note about your pussy loving and nudge-nudge het-ness… way to go. When I see you next, I’m totally kicking you in your (ahem) potatoes. Kisses!

Yeah, I’m with Chico and Katy on this one. I guess I’m having a hard time understanding why so much male entitlement is being directed toward root vegetables.

The song has some cool musical moments but something seems so embarrassingly teenaged in the breathless angst belting of ‘no pussy blues’.

I wonder why we still let rock music revel in such hamfisted misogyny?

ha ha, the whole time I thought the missing word was “vagina”, but it turns out it’s “potato(es)”?! boy is my face red. I was wondering why someone would suck their own “butter” out of a vagina.

in all fairness, nick cave is a pretty cool weirdo. who just can’t get a potato I guess.

I guess I’m having a hard time understanding why so much male entitlement is being directed toward root vegetables.

Dearest Joshua, the above comment has summarized my feelings on Nick Cave so fully that I’m not sure I will ever be able to talk about music, let alone Cave’s music, again.

Oh, don’t get me wrong, I do actually think there is (ugh, forgive this) ‘fertile ground’ to explore in the sex, death, religion versus masculinity conceit (see Leonard Cohen). But it’s not working here.

So my big question is how do y’all draw your lines? For example, why is aggressively hetro Led Zep ‘okay’, but this is not? Are our warm feelings toward Hot For Teacher only ironic? Etc…

Man this post has generated a ton of comments! Personally I think Johnny’s post is an appropriately irreverent take on the song and illustrates just how malleable the line is between our perceptions and our over-taxed libidos (see Cuddle’s comment). At the end of the day I think Josh’s last comment sums it up pretty well… Way to rock the boat Johnny, you dirty bear!

A putz is a putz, and everyone knows what a putz is. A putz is an ass who plays the martyr and whines that his/her disingenuous attempts to get laid aren’t working. I know a potato looks deaf and blind, but it can suss out fakery a mile away. Separating a person’s parts from the person is what makes a putz, and for me, is the key driver of misogyny. Also, lack of compassion, and lack of true affection. Folks who are so goal oriented that they forget that what they’re chasing is not a piece of anything, but a completely formed, drenched in millions of strains of angelsong, perfect, animal, person, just like themselves.

David Lee Roth would never hound his teacher for sex while building up a reservoir of hatred for her. That’s something a putz would do.

If the character in this song is so interested in a straight up capitalist exchange of services for goods, he should redirect his energies and find a prostitute. He is whining for an acknowledgment of the fair market value for his efforts. But thumbs up to this evil antagonist for sticking by her guns and saying she doesn’t want to.

i’m just surprised no one made the joke about “getting your bacon bits off my potato”.

that hot for teacher line is totally tangential and misleading. with a name like Hot for Teacher (vs: i adore that fox miss brent my geometry teacher), you have to expect something sexist.

sexism is only sexism when it makes you uncomfortable. someone else could say [a previously sexist] thing and it would be fine or funny or charming. this is a topic i’m thinking on…

I say kudos to Johnny for the most lively discussion yet.