Ryan, that Patty Loveless song.....yes I do remember being 14, lying underneath my covers watching that that video, having my newly emerged pubescent brain chemistry titilated.....that along with Deana Carter's
Strawberry wine
Those girls really fanned some dangerous flames of yearning.
Anyhow, I think this is the lowest you and I ever sunk in terms of quality of expression on genius forum.
Yeah, I know, you think the Patty Loveless song has more philosophical value than the Deana Carter song, perhaps you think its more relevant to the struggles of your lonewolf lifestyle, but I still think strawberry wine's virtue is that it introduces the young man to a sense of nostaligia, for how relationships span long lengths of time, there's loss, of innocence, and, and.....
Ok, I'll admit - - with the Patty Loveless song there is still the dignity of having a sense that Patty, the woman, is singing
to you, the man.
With the Deana Carter song, there's not as much room to be anything other than, vicariously Diana.
[head slumps down] The Diana song was secretly favorite of mine high school.
But then along came guns n' roses baby.
Welcome to the Jungle. Yo' gonna die!
Ah, but before long, I realized that I was still a fag.
Now that I think of it, it seems the derogatory use of the word fag was a actually a useful social mechanism that insured that I remained destructive, discontented, self hating, and aggresive.
Yeah, sure it might have done some damage to some young men who actually were gay.
But I'm here arent I? That's all the matters. The stage is set for a light saberbattle between me and Quinn - the culminating pinacle of evolutions purpose -
I dare say.
Indeed.