A lengthy essay explores the notion that modern sex is highly alienating.
I present three musical treatments of sexual alienation.
The first perspective: Androgynous
“It’s not the side effects of the cocaine –
I’m thinking that it must be love…”
The second perspective: Feminine
“We always seem so careful we’re always so unsure
Our past mistakes they make us shaky eyes on the door
When do we stop searching for what we’re searching for
When it comes, we question love and try for more
And we’re happy here, but we live in fear
We’ve seen a lot of temples crumble
Some of flesh and blood and love is under glass
Will we come undone? Will we turn and run?
And will we know it when we find it?
It’s a game the way we dance along the edge”
The third perspective: Masculine
“And the devil in black dress watches over
My guardian angel walks away
Life is short and love is always over in the morning
Black wind come carry me far away
With the sunlight died and night above me
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain inside
You run for cover in the temple of love
You run for another its all the same
For the wind will blow and throw your walls aside”