Just a few songs that have (re)captivated me lately.
TEEN, “Free Time” (2016) – In which “Freedom of Choice” is another turgid mansplaination, a false one, and was never the term of the contest; a victim of collision on the open sea, or to die to go swimming in that water on her own free time?
The Blow, “Fists Up” (2006) – An internal geography for “Life During Wartime,” written by a woman. At last. Much has been made of the “fortress / Louvre” lyric – does the speaker suffer from mal d’amour or archive fever; in a museum like the Louvre as in a fortress, there should be no secret that can partition absolutely. But can Derrida dance?
Dvouleta Fama, “To Ta Ta To” (1983) – Were I fluent in Czech, I could write a dissertation on this song’s role in communist-era Czechoslovakian underground music. I’ve already used up my English (poorly) elaborating the vital thing of this song to my (poor) friends.