if you paid attention to me which of course you didn’t, but you are a workable literary device so yeah, ladies, an explanation:
I keep thinking about this singer/songwriter I saw at Club Passim back a few years ago—possibly at the campfire fest—when I’d been reviewing folk music for a while and had exceptionally high standards. Anything trite got the vicious mental boot.
This particular woman’s lyrics—here’s hoping she doesn’t google old lyrics—described commonly shared sentiments but did not Make It at all New. I was only mildly disgruntled, however, until she came out with this:
Do you want to be right
Or do you want to be in love?
Do you want to win a fight
Or do you want to be in love?
Well, no argument here. Immediately I thought fuck yeah I want to be right!
Fortunately, some men feel the same way and after a certain timeline of dumbass wimps I currently spend time with one. Therefore I hope, ladies, that you weren’t disturbed by the elbow-by-jowl, rather vocal disagreement regarding the crucial question of other people’s love lives. We did offer you some comics for distraction.
xx
djd
p.s. Also I thought the dichotomy was bullshit and this song/musician has rattled my cage ever since, because what do you mean if you wanna find luv you should be a @#$%ing pushover, but that’s not really my point.
p.p.s. “Dumbass wimps” is also a literary device.
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so who’s love life were you guys arguing loudly about? do tell! well, you can tell me on the IM. heh.