[Mostly about queer sexiness and gay sex, but with comments on poetic form.]
Heard dimly across the room, a song with an insistent chorus that was apparently about bluesy underwear (or, just possibly, boozy underwear). On my iTunes, but it struck no chord of memory for me. I came closer, and it resolved itself into Pansy Division singing “Groovy Underwear” (originally on Deflowered, then in the collection The Essential Pansy Division). Ah, the gay underwear anthem, a theme song for my underwear postings.
Pansy Division is young, gay, and in your face. But mostly sweet. Here’s a YouTube video of “Groovy Underwear”:
Album covers:
And the lyrics, from this source with some amendment:
Tight briefs on your sexy butt
White fabric surrounding your nuts
Bike shorts put it on display
You´re wearing it to the left today
Sweat pants clinging to your crevice
Boxer shorts for easy accessI´m digging your
Groovy underwear, [soft] groovy underwear, [loud] groovy underwear,
Ooh, ooh, groovy underwear,
Groovy underwear, ooh, ooh,
Ooh, it´s so groovyJockstrap showing off your cheeks
Movin´ in for a closer peek
Running shorts, thin as paper
Barely dressed, nearly naked
Pulled down around your ankles
I´ll make you spill out like an oil tankerAll because of your
Groovy underwear …Stretched tight, so hot
I´ve come, I´ve shot
My turn now to get you off
What a collection of skivvies I´ve got
Skimpy little g-string
Hardly a stitch covering that thing
Tucked into that little pouch
Straining hard to get out
Barely hold you once you get throbbing
Let my hands go fishing around inLook what I found in your
Groovy underwear …You sure know how to please
Let me give those buns a squeeze
What fine cakes, what fine batter
Any second now i´m gonna splatterAll over your
Groovy underwear …
You’ll see that the song has verses of 2 to 5 rhyming couplets followed by a chorus (ooh ooh). Almost all the rhymes are in fact half-rhymes. Take the first verse: three couplets, one a very close half-rhyme (butt – nuts), then a perfect rhyme (display – today), and then a bold phonologically distant half-rhyme (crevice – access). Eventually we get paper – naked, ankles – tanker, and throbbing – around in, but with a return to perfect rhymes in the last verse (please – squeeze, batter – splatter). So the arc of the rhymes is from conservative to bold and back to conservative, while the words themselves build to one climax, then another (unmetaphorical climaxes: ejaculations).
It won’t make it into collegiate anthologies of modern poetry, but it’s a good accompaniment to the remarkable underwear I post about. Ooh, ooh.
December 16, 2012 at 7:37 am |
the cultural context to help people understand you are not “over-sharing” you are gay!
December 16, 2012 at 8:52 am |
(Verb missing somewhere?) Are you suggesting that giving these sorts of details is a specifically gay thing? Hmmm… fags will talk about *anything*? (Or maybe we just talk about things that interest us, and some of them are things that straight folks consider indecorous?)