Misoginia y música

A veces admiradas, otras odiadas y maltratadas, las mujeres son en un (yo diría) 70% las protagonistas de las letras de canciones. La ama pero ella lo ignora, lo ama pero él pasa, los dos se aman y comen Hagen Dasz, pide disculpas ante una infidelidad, la acusa de infidelidad, ya no la quiere, ya no lo quiere. Tantas opciones como posturas tiene el Kama Sutra.
Me dedico estos días a recopilar temas que hablen de mujeres, con la condición de que haya abuso verbal. Ustedes mejor que nadie saben la ardua fase (recopilación de violaciones, de niños muertos y de otras desdobleces) que atravieso, así que no debería de extrañarles nada de lo que lean a continuación.
Hablar de música misógina es hablar de reggae y hip hop que por supuesto, se llevan la palma de oro a los insultos femeninos más ofensivos, de tal forma que lo difíil es encontrar una canción de los géneros que NO contenga malos tratos. Pero no son los únicos, aquí les dejo otros ejemplos:

Rock:
-Evil Woman: Electric Light Orchestra (Ver vídeo)

Blues:
-Evil Ways: Santana (Ver vídeo)

Heavy:
-Abigail: King Diamond (Ver vídeo)
-Evil Women: Black Sabbath (Ver vídeo)

Country-blues:
-Witchy Woman: Eagles (Ver vídeo)

Pop:
-The Bitch is Back: Elton John (Ver vídeo + Pamela Anderson)

Rock & Roll:
-Devil with the Blue Dress: Mitch Ryder



A rítmo de trompetas melódicas y buenrollismo coral, la canción Push it in de The Versatiles, nos narra una violación en toda regla: Ella dice que no, pero él la estampa contra la pared. Ya se sabe que cuando una mujer dice NO, quiere decir SI:

I'm gonna love you, girl
I'm gonna love you more than moon to night
I'm gonna show you, girl
I'm gonna show you what is right
So you'll do the things, you know, a good girl should do
So you'll do the things a good girl should do
I pushed it in the girl and she said"Lord, take it out",
oh yes
I pushed it in the girl and you said
-"Why it's so stout?"
I'm the master, the master of them all
oh yes
With your back pressed up against the wall, yeah


El cantante irlandés Gilbert O'Sullivan en A woman's place nos comunica que el lugar de una mujer está en casa, un mensaje claro y sencillo. Valga como coartada que él no es el único en pensar de esa forma: "Quizá sea anticuado, pero no soy el único en pensar así." A mi estos argumentos me desarman por su inteligencia, vean, vean:

I may be old fashioned
So what if I am
I'm not any different
To any other man
I'm not one of those
Who look for blood from a stone
But I believe
A woman's place is in the home.

Now I'm not one to kid you
You know it's not my style
I wouldn't want to hurt you
Not even for a while
I'm all for a woman
Who can make it on her own
But I believe
A woman's place is in the home.
Ooh baby I believe, I do
A woman's place is in the home.

Wonder what would have happened
Had a woman flattened
Rocky Marciano's nose
Would there have been
A change of views
Would women no longer be used
The way they seem
To think they're being

I know what you're thinking
And you've every right to moan
But I believe, yes indeed, I do,
A woman's place is in the home.
Ooh baby I believe, I do
A woman's place is --in the home


"Más vale prevenir que curar" parece ser el lema de esta joya misógina de Slick Rick, Treat her like a prostitute, que pueden ver aqui. En fin, que como las mujeres les vamos a hacer daño, lo mejor es tratarnos como putas desde el principio para evitar males mayores. Y si tiene suerte, igual hasta somos fieles.

Here's an oldie but goodie
Hit it
Excuse me
What?
Can I have your attention?
Mn-hmm
There's just a few things that I've got to mention (Uh-huh)
There's girlies out here that seem appealing
They'll come in your life and cold hurt your feelings
I'm telling you
As sure as Rick is my name
I wouldn't trust not girl unless she feels the same
Treat 'em like a prostitute (Do What?)
Don't treat no girlie well until you're sure of the scoop
'Cause all they do is they hurt and trample
Listen up close, here comes my first example

Now ya been with your girlfriend for quite a while
Plans for the future, she's having your child
Celebrate with friends drinking cans and quarts
Tell all your friends about your family thoughts
One friend was drunk so he starts to act wild
He tells the truth about the kid
It's not your child
Acting like a jerk and on his face was a smirk
He said, "Your wife went berserk while you was hard at work"
And she led him on and tried to please him
She didn't waste time, she didn't try to tease him

Treat 'em like a prostitue (Do What?)
Don't treat no girlie well, treat no girlie well, treat no girlie well until
you're sure of the scoop
'Cause all they do is they hurt and trample
Listen up close, here comes my second example

It's your wife
You buy the tramp jewels and clothes
You get sentimental and bring home a rose
Give her everything 'cause you swear she's worth it
All your friends tell you, "The bith dont' deserve it"
Love is blind, so there goes your wealth
Until one day, you see things for yourself
Home from work early, Mr. Loverman
You had a card and some candy in your right hand
There's the mailman, he was short yet stout
He went inside your house and didn't come back out
Bust it
Just a friendly stop, come on, is it?
The mailman comes and he pays your wife a visit?
The thought alone makes your temperature boil
You say to yourself, she might still be loyal
You open up your door and stand in a trance
You see the mailman's bag and the mailman's pants
Came home to party
from work had a hard day
Look around your house and you say, "Where the fuck are they?"
Run upstairs up to your bedroom
You look inside your room, you see something brewin'
Cover your mouth because you almost choke
You see the mailman's dick way up your wife's throat

Treat 'em like a prostitute (Mm-hmm)
Don't treat no girlie well, treat no girlie well, treat no girlie well until
you're sure of the scoop
'Cause all they do is they hurt and trample
Listen up close, here comes my third example

Now your girl, she don't like to have sex a lot
Today she's ready and she's hot, hot, hot
As you open up the door she says, "Get on the floor"
She wants to try things she's never tried before
She takes off your drawers and works you over
She calls you Twinkles
And you call her Rover
Next thing you know, the ho starts to ill
She says, "I love you, Harold" and your name is Will
That's not the half 'til you start to ride her
Take off your rubber and there's one more inside her
It's not yours-who can it be?
I think it was a slick rapper, his name is M.C. Ricky

Treat 'em like a prostitute
Don't treat no girlie well, treat no girlie well
Treat no girlie well, until you're sure of the scoop




Y es que no hay nada como tenerlas controladas, bien lo sabe Jagger. Qué sentimiento, oye, hace lo que quieres, dice lo que quieres, un robotito. Aquí Under my thomb de los Rolling.

Under my thumb
The girl who once had me down
Under my thumb
The girl who once pushed me around

It's down to me
The difference in the clothes she wears
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb

Ain't it the truth babe?

Under my thumb
The squirmin' dog who's just had her day
Under my thumb
A girl who has just changed her ways

It's down to me, oh yeah
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb
Yeah, it feels alright

Under my thumb
Her eyes are just kept to herself
Under my thumb, well I
I can still look at someone else

It's down to me, oh that's what I said
The way she talks when she's spoken to
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb
Say, it's alright.

Say it's all...

Take it easy babe


Alguno incluso, se aventura en aconsejar qué es lo que una mujer debe hacer: Cocinar, coser, hacer que el hombre se sienta orgulloso, poner la mesa... gracias Glenn Campbell! Sin sus instrucciones iría perdida! Aqui, Oh, what a woman.

Oh, what a woman she treats me uncommonly good yeah she does
My my woman she treats me like my woman should yeah she does
Well, she's good as a woman can be anything to satisfy me
Yes oh, what a woman she treats me uncommonly good.

Well, she cleans my house she sews my britches
Scratches my back everytime it itches
Cooks my food and has my youngun's makes me proud
That she's my woman, yeah.

She knows I like cornbread butter milk onions and tomatoes
White beans turnip greens Irish potatoes
Sets me a table that's fit for a king cause she loves just being my queen
Oh, what a woman treats me uncommonly good.

Well, some fellows don't know when they take a wife
Just what kind of woman they're stuck with for life
Now I've known men who took their spouse
And she wound up wearin' the britches in the house.

Yeah, but now my little woman on the other hand
Can't do enough to please her man
Spends her time just bein' my girl and there's not another
Like her in the world, no.

Oh, what a woman she treats me uncommonly good, yeah, she does
My my woman she treats me like my woman should.
Well, she's good as a woman can be anything to satisfy me
Well oh, what a woman treats me uncommon, uncommonly good...


Eddie Kendricks aún alberga esperanza en You need a change of mind, pero es necesario un lavado de cerebro, sólo si cambiamos nuestra forma de pensar seremos dignas de él.

Baby (Let me tell you) girl you need a change of mind

Why march in pick-it lines? Burn bras and carry signs? Now I'm for women's rights I just want equal nights help!

Baby girl you need a change of mind baby girl you need a change of mind

All men don't discriminate this man emancipates now I won't chain you up just fill your lovin' cup hey, hey you need me girl

What you say to that? What you say to that? (Hey baby) baby (you need a change of mind) what you say to that? (Hey baby) baby (You need a change of mind) what you say to that?

(Bet I can change ya if it takes all night let me try to change ya) its alright (I know you need me) what you say to that? (I know you need me) what you say to that?

Its alright what you say to that? Ha ha ha ha yeah yeah yeah yeah ha ha ha ha ha yeah yeah yeah yeah let me try to change ya let me try to change ya

let me try to change ya let me try to change ya let me try to change ya let me try to change ya let me! I know I can let me try to change ya oh I know I can


Pero no hay nada regulado hasta que no venga Moises reencarnado como Prince Buster con los 10 Mandamientos a la mujer: Mi favorito es el 6, "nunca registrarás en mis bolsillos" y el 10, "no pedirás nada que veas en los escaparates". Hay que joderse.

The Ten Commandments from man given to woman
Through the inspiration of I, Prince Buster

One, thou shall have no other man but me

Two, thou shall not encourage no man to make love to you
Neither kiss nor caress you
For I am your man, a very jealous man
And is ready to lay low any other man that may intrude in our love

Three, remember to kiss and caress me
Honor and obey me, in my every whim and fancy
Seven days a week and twice on Sundays
Because at no time will I ever be tired of I-T, it
Honor my name so that every other woman may honor it also

Five, thou shall not provoke me to anger
Or my wrath will descend upon you heavily

Commandment Six, thou shall not search my pockets at night
Or annoy me with your hearsays

Commandment Seven, thou shall not shout my name in the streets
If I'm walking with another woman
But wait intelligently until I come home
Then we both can have it out decently
For I am your man, a funny man
And detest a scandal in public places

Commandment Eight, thou shall not drink, nor smoke
Nor use profane language
For those bad habits I will not stand for

Nine, thou shall not committ adultery
For the world will not hold me guilty if I commit
Murder

Ten, thou shall not covet thy neighbor's dress
Nor her shoes, nor her bureau, nor her bed, nor her hat
Nor anything that's hers
Neither shall thou call my attention to anything that may be for sale
In any stores, for I will not give thee anything but what
You actually need for your purpose

Those are the Ten Commandments given from man to woman
By me, Prince Buster


Y en palabras de Wu-tang clan en Dog shit: "Que os jodan a todas". Y punto:

All y'all bitches put your naps together
And all you niggaz put your dicks together, bitch

Hoeeeee! Yah ha heh
De, hayyyy! Ah ha he hay
De, haaaaa! Errr hah hahhhr
Haaaaaaaah He hawww, heahh

She flew in like calm breeze
Tall brown skin her weave like palm trees
I went coconuts
Dipped my Dunkin' between your Donut
Don't want it if it ain't no slut, bitch!
Fathership touch ground, like fly on soup
Don't invite me I tear the fuck down
White ones cut my toupee!
Seventh day rester, or scream play
I slump MC slay, it ain't nuttin to bust ass
Bullet him, get him fast
Bitch I don't break out, blast to the next rash
The dog piss on MC's like trees
Got meals but still grill that old good welfare cheese

Hoeeeeee!
Yeah, hayyyy! Dedicated to all you bitch ass niggaz
De, haaaaa And you bitch ass niggarettes
Bitch! Hoeeeeee! Motherfuckers!

Let that bitch go!

Shame on a nuh, who tried to step TUH
the Ol Dirty Bas, put my foot up your UHH
Bitch, you walk around with your bra too tight
It's alright, you still gon' get fucked tonight
Hoeeeeee!

Stankin ass hoes!

You're the type of bitch don't appreciate sheeeit
Never had sheeeit, so you won't be sheeeeit
That pussy there, couldn't satisfy a hair
on my body, treat me like a lolli and slob me down
*SLURP, SLURP* I'm Doo Doo Brown! Hehahahaha
Tossed salad, oh you in some shit now
Callin me a dog, well leave a dog alone
Cause nothin can stop me from buryin my bones
in the backyard, of someone else's house
Ol Dirt Dog, but I'm not dog out
Here comes Rover, sniffin at your ass
But pardon me bitch, as I shit on your grass
That means hoe, you been shit-ted on!
I'm not the first dog that's shitted on your lawn

Hoeeeee! Yeah, heyyyy, de haaaaa
Hoe, ohhaowwohh!
Hoeeeee, de heyyyy
(This is dedicated to all y'all bitches)
De, haaaahhhh
Hoeeeee! Yeah, heyyyy, de haaaaa
Ahahaahaaah

Fuck y'all




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