I’m always shocked by a certain familiar theme in certain “love” songs … the one where the singer discovers that the person who has pining for them all along is FINALLY for them … and they “graciously” offer themselves to the pine-er. Gee … thanks.
Funny, but you never hear this from the pine-er’s perspective. Are they grateful? Or are they a little insulted? It should prompt the questions: “Why me? Why now?” Or, they should at least be asking themselves: “What makes me (and that arrogant jerk offering themselves to me) think it would suddenly work now when it didn’t before?” But of course, that doesn’t matter … it’s all about the singer’s feelings because they’re obviously the one in control.
There’s a whole gaggle of these songs and it was tough picking one. The worst include “Fooled Around and Fell in Love” by Elvin Bishop and “The Search is Over” by Surviror. But Morrssette’s “Head Over Feet” is probably the most annoying of all of them. Not that it’s necessarily any worse than the others. It’s just that this one is the worst of all the hideously immature songs on “Jagged Little Pill.” And no, I don’t think ANY of the songs were supposed to “ironic,” no pun intended.
P.S. “You Oughta Know” is kind of cool as a teenage version of Marianne Faithfull’s deranged “Why D’Ya Do It?” until you realize that she wrote the song for that goofy Jeff Daniels-lookalike from “Full House.” That’s where the needle goes off the record in my brain.
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