[Moya] Music and memory
Jan. 10th, 2010 12:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
moominmuppetAnd speaking of music, although I'm so far from a music geek it's embarrassing (can't carry a tune to save my life, can't reliably recall melodies, just generally dumber than average in that arena, despite many attempts over the years) -- I have a very gut reaction to music. I don't have the context to appreciate the pure musicality in the same way someone who really speaks the language does (so jazz rarely does it for me, for example). I often can't remember a song's tune until I'm listening to it, but I remember how it makes me feel, and the contextual life memories with which it's associated, very powerfully. (The memory thing is part of why I'm not an active music-seeker; I'm looking for the memory triggers more than the exploration of music itself) Under rare circumstances, often involving lots of weed and/or hallucinogens, I've come from just listening to the right music.
I don't tend toward smooth and sweet and romantic in my music anymore than I do in my sex. Mellow and jazzy -- also not a good plan. I do best with intensely visceral music -- thumping, pounding, heartbeats, moans, shrieking, roaring. I tend toward hard and fast, sometimes aggressive, sometimes joyful. Same as my sex.
I was playing around on Youtube at o-god-thirty this morning, and pulling music videos of stuff that all gets me hot for various reasons:
I know I'm missing some really important-to-me stuff here, but I was just wandering from song to song as they popped into my head:
I'm sure it's just shocking to everyone here, but I'm not really a subtle person. I pause to allow you time to regain your bearings.
Aside from memory associations, what I react to in music is relatively predictable. I tend toward an intense rhythm, I love drums, the more intense the better (Oh, Taiko!). I like aggression, power, challenge (direct or just generally attitudinally), I love powerful deep voices, especially on women. I have a special weakness for fiddles. I like good smutty lyrics. I'm _really_ not a ballad person 90% of the time. I like _feeling_ music. I love when it thrums and vibrates through me, crawls up my back, sets goosebumps on my skin, tightens the muscles in my cunt. I'm a child of the 80s; the sexual images of my teen years still have power to get me, no matter how much I might wish I could claim I only maintained an ironic appreciation for them. I listened primarily to hard rock and metal as a teen. Whitesnake was the first album I ever bought, because it had that effect on me. College widened my horizons considerably, and most of what I still listen to most heavily is from those days. Lots of blues, lots of psychedelia, blueglass, zydeco, rap, random american folk, industrial, punk -- Since I never was the one to hunt down new stuff, I absorbed it from the people in my life who did. I kind of love how that's worked out, actually. In no particular order except where my brain went, here's some number of them, and what they make me feel...
Let's Just Get Naked -- Oh, all about me and Mike. Such a doomed relationship, but such fucking hot chemistry. Joan Osborne has the kind of voice and way of singing that goes right through me, too, If I hadn't decided to stick with one song per performer, there are a lot of artists on here who'd have multiple listed.
Shelter from the Storm -- Also me and Mike. I lost this wonderful song for years until I healed from that loss. It was sheer joy to discover the point at which I could again listen to it, and remember fondly that this is the song he said most reminded him of me.
History Repeating -- like much of the great music in my life, an introduction from Chad, my best friend and unrequited love for years. Love her voice soooo much.
Closing Time -- Oh, it's just all about the music. I adore fiddles beyond any other instrument except drums. I only wish I could find a copy of Michelle Shocked's Contest Coming, too.
Quality of Mercy -- Michelle Shocked always gets me. I adore her, and my reaction is half to the music, half to who she is.
Black Velvet -- High school. Takes me straight to standing in Jordan's living room, actually.
One Night Stand -- Janis for the win; I adore her. But also really strong memories; I always played this multiple times on the drive to Chicago, when I was commuting six hours for sex that was some of the hottest and kinkiest of my life to that date. The boy who introduced me to anal on both sides of the equation. To cock rings, and to having another person in bed who had piercings (I still wear his old nipple rings in my ears). We could never have been a couple, amongst our social group we tended to bring out alpha tendencies in each other, and that lead to a lot of pissing matches. Of course we were both bottoms in bed *chuckle*. We knew it would only last until he was ready to seek out a serious relationship, but we enjoyed it to the hilt. I'm still distantly in contact with him, although mostly tangentially these days, but there will always been a fondness and gratitude there for me.
La Vie Boheme -- oh, scandalous times in the Den o' Sin with Jo and Becca #1 (my first housemate named Becca, not this one). Stoned and partying and all sorts of imprecise sexual energy flowing about. Tipsy girls dancing on my thigh... This was pretty much our theme song for the house.
Yes I Am -- I really love Melissa Etheridge, just in general. This one goes right through me. hunger, thirst, passion, power.. Those are intense words for me. It's very much about the lyrics, but also so much about her voice and her casual edge-of-butchness, and early associations with my own queerness.
Get Down Make Love -- freshman year of college, and chemistry with a 6'4" giant red-headed punk that just bowled me over. Never went as far as I would've liked, but I have several particularly powerful memories, including my first threesome make-out with him and Mike my freshman year, and being fingerfucked by him while he was wearing black leather fingerless gloves. "Get Down Make Love" was actually written on my 17th birthday cake by my roommate.
A Daisy Chain 4 Satan -- Mike and aforementioned punk, J, again. Several years further in Mike and my five-year-long one-night-stand, when he and J were roommates. I love Thrill Kill Kult in general; they do my kind of musical sex. And I'm the kind of person who finds acid references a flat-out bonus; I love tripping and having sex, and I almost never trip without at least having some quality alone time. Psychedelic and sexual states are deeply connected for me.
Fat Bottomed Girls -- How can you not love it?
Another Brick in the Wall, Pt 2 -- It's the growling undertones that do it for me, I think. Also very college-associated.
Kiss Me Deadly -- Oh, high school. I'd stake out the TV at my friends houses for a chance to see her video for this. Got me so wound up... Amusingly, Lita now has a professional affiliation with an online kink store that I've patronized for years.
I Love Rock and Roll -- One of the very earliest songs I recall reacting sexually to. Oh, I do love me some Joan Jett.
Poison -- I can't explain quite why it gets me hot, but it does... Oh. Rewatching it now. Yeah I do get it. Hair metal guitars and drums and wonderfully kinky lyrics.
Living After Midnight -- Gay leatherman headed metal group? Um, yes please!
Walk on the Wild side -- I doubt this needs any explaining.
Run, Run, Run
I want your sex -- Duh. Remember "not subtle"? Yeah. Love it. Loved it since I was watching it at friends houses because we didn't have MTV.
No More Tears -- there are resonances in this song that just get me. And a lot of Black Sabbath does, as well. I have a weakness for operatic and over-the-top.
Paradise by the Dashboard light -- so wonderfully silly, but still managed to capture so much of the teen hormone experience. And I have very funny memories of Chad and Leslie doing the duet. Like Ozzy, this is all about my fondness for over-the-top operatics. Meatloaf practically defines the genre.
Whatever happened to Saturday night -- Speaking of Meatloaf, this was my first introduction to him, and I totally had the hots for the Eddie character (big biker types are a huge hot-button for me).
Sweet Transvestite -- And to finish out the RHPS series, this is the true classic. And I'm not kidding when I say Frank was my ideal man as a teen. Still is, in a lot of ways (although preferably without the worrisome cannibalism). RHPS was my introduction to genderfuck and blatant aggressive kinky sexuality. Took to it like a fish to water. All about senior year in high school...
Alone -- Yeah, another teen years, powerful women piece... Shocking, huh?
Love is Strong -- and lots of other Rolling Stones. Because they're subtle. Like me.
Smooth -- Because it is. But without being boring.
Thunderkiss 65 -- That hot as hell bassist, and "I never _try_ anything, I just do it. Wanna try me?" Pretty much all of White Zombie works for me.
Back to the Earth -- drums. Drums and sweet hippy joy.
Nemesis -- The first time I had sex with Mike, when I was 16, it was because I'd come back to his room so I could record this song off him. He ended up fucking me halfway under the bed, and we filled the entire side of the tape accidentally. I still have the tape.
Mother Russia -- deep, thumping, straight to my clit. And the voice...
Blood Makes Noise -- also so much about the visceral; literally the pumping, thumping reality of the human body.
Rough Sex -- does what it says on the tin. Yay!
Lady Marmalade --
Boom Boom -- Oh, his voice. Love his voice. And I love the rhythm of the song, too.
Doctor Who - Sound of Drums -- oh, my favorite thing about the master... I love the drums. (and And the actual scene, which I also find really hot")
Knock on Wood -- also about those drives to chicago. It's like thunder, lightning, the way you love me is frightning...
Welcome to the Jungle -- my days wrestling with Chris on his bed to the sounds of Appetite. Axl Rose was sex incarnate in my eyes back then.
Girl U Want -- Although I like Devo in general, this one's all about Tank Girl. It's practically a perfect sex song, for my brain.
Start Wearing Purple -- a song Becca found for bellydance that I feel completely in love with.
Mother Nature -- Ah, Koko Taylor. Woman, voice, lyrics. And great memories of Chicago. Powerful woman, powerful ass-kicking lyrics, powerful voice.
Ring of Fire -- "Man in Black" really encapsulates why I have such a deep love of Johnny Cash as a human being, but I love Ring of Fire about all else. And again with the sexy voice...
In the End -- from my favorite movie about sexuality -- Shortbus -- I love it best once the marching band comes in. Such tenderness and love and acceptance and joy throughout, though. This movie feels more like "my people" than anything else. It feels like home in some weird emotional ways.
Unskinny Bop -- *sigh* Poison again. I know.
Closer -- Duh. "Fuck you like an animal"? No brainer.
Resist -- Oh, the way she says "I swear I've never had it like this"; it's Melissa and her voice, combined with a different dirtier kind of darkness than feels typical for her.
Biancas and Beatrices -- Tech N9ne. All about some time with friends in NY, and he just amuses me throughly. His particularly form of dirtiness just makes me chuckle.
My Neck My Back -- I think I like this so much partially because it goes to neck and back instead of breasts, and that reflects my hot spots. And, of course, unapologetic female sexuality. Always a "yay".
You Suck -- Powerful and unapologetic female sexuality, and funny too.
Mysterious Ways
Love in an Elevator -- One of the earlier "dirty" songs I remember from high school (2 Live Crew being about the same time). So amazingly scandalous to me back then, still fun.
Naked in the Rain
Like a Prayer
Centerfold
Talk Dirty to Me -- Poison was an embarrassingly large part of my teen years.
Whole Lotta Love
U and Ur Hand -- For me, being sex-positive is totally about the fundamental right to authoritatively say "No". Every opportunity to truly say "Yes" depends on it. And Pink's just hot.
Sweet Emotion
Blister in the Sun
Baby, Baby, Baby
Pour Some Sugar on Me -- And this would just make me cream my pants when I was in high school.
She Bop songs about masturbation pretty much always make my list, especially those that shocked me in 4th grade when I learned what it was about..
Son of a Preacher Man
Dancin' with myself -- Billy Idol gets me hot. Billy Idol singing about masturbation, even better.
If I should fall from grace with god
Rock the Cradle of Love -- Billy Idol in general, but especially that video as a teen... steamy!
Touch-a Touch-a Touch Me --shoulda known something was up with where my sexuality was going when Frank'n'Furter was my ideal man at age 16.
And She Was -- My best friend and the first girl I kissed.
Sugar Magnolia -- Same girl...
Walk Away -- the voice.
Sampson and Delilah -- this isn't actually the version I was looking for; I think I want the Ernie Hawkins. Still, love it.
I think we're alone now -- embarrassing, I know, but it's the heartbeat in the music combined with the lyrics. So perfectly captured the feeling of my arousal in my early teens.
Little Red Corvette -- It's Prince. Come on.
Laid -- more than just about any other song. God damn, does it get me hot.
Just Like Jesse James -- I just don't care what you think. I've always loved Cher for doing whatever she damned well pleases. And her voice... *love*
Let's Give 'em Something to Talk About Bonnie Raitt is another "love the woman, love the voice, love the lyrics" person for me (unfortunately, I couldn't find the Odetta or Koko Taylor pieces I wanted, though)
Tell me something good
Ode to Joy -- always has. I adore it, and it just plays through me.
Fast Car -- one of the slower songs that gets me this way, but her voice...
Hurt so Good -- I actually really like his sexy politics, and a good deal of his music. This one's obvious, I think...
Need You Tonight -- oh, my, yes.
In the still of the Night -- I'll just go ahead and admit it.
Sweet Dreams are made of this -- kinky and hot and such a wonderfully genderfuck video...
Push It -- I thought they were just the sexiest thing I've ever seen. So tough and in control.
Free Your Mind -- Badass aggressive women for the win.
I touch myself -- classic to the point of cliche, but fuckit.
The Bad Touch -- hot and graphic and blatant and funny...
When You're Good to Mama -- Oh, Queen Latifah. It's her, it's her voice, it's the song...
Cell Block Tango -- Just plain tasty.
I think I see the light -- especially because of Harold and Maude. I fully intend to be Maude when I grow up.
Sodomy -- I love Hair in geneal, but I also just love any song that managed to work "sodomy" into the lyrics.
Sexy Thing -- at least half because of The Full Monty.
House of the Rising Sun
Devil went down to Georgia -- it's the fiddles.
Anything Goes -- I know I'm breaking my rule about only one per artist, but I couldn't leave this out.
I Sit on Acid -- and this one; again with the blatant sexuality and psychedelic references.
Hot Pool of Womanneed -- funny and hot.
White Rabbit -- that whole sexuality/psychedelia connection again.
Sex is Violent -- obvious.
Me and Bobby McGee -- My quintessential Janis song. Many memories of Mike playing and singing it, particularly.
She Walks Right In -- Professor Longhair (I can't find a lot of my favorite blues on Youtube)
Now You're a Man And from one of my alltime favorite movies, Orgazmo, possibly the best example of my high level of silliness tolerance in my sex music.
What song or songs really get you going or feed a lusty mood?
I don't tend toward smooth and sweet and romantic in my music anymore than I do in my sex. Mellow and jazzy -- also not a good plan. I do best with intensely visceral music -- thumping, pounding, heartbeats, moans, shrieking, roaring. I tend toward hard and fast, sometimes aggressive, sometimes joyful. Same as my sex.
I was playing around on Youtube at o-god-thirty this morning, and pulling music videos of stuff that all gets me hot for various reasons:
I know I'm missing some really important-to-me stuff here, but I was just wandering from song to song as they popped into my head:
I'm sure it's just shocking to everyone here, but I'm not really a subtle person. I pause to allow you time to regain your bearings.
Aside from memory associations, what I react to in music is relatively predictable. I tend toward an intense rhythm, I love drums, the more intense the better (Oh, Taiko!). I like aggression, power, challenge (direct or just generally attitudinally), I love powerful deep voices, especially on women. I have a special weakness for fiddles. I like good smutty lyrics. I'm _really_ not a ballad person 90% of the time. I like _feeling_ music. I love when it thrums and vibrates through me, crawls up my back, sets goosebumps on my skin, tightens the muscles in my cunt. I'm a child of the 80s; the sexual images of my teen years still have power to get me, no matter how much I might wish I could claim I only maintained an ironic appreciation for them. I listened primarily to hard rock and metal as a teen. Whitesnake was the first album I ever bought, because it had that effect on me. College widened my horizons considerably, and most of what I still listen to most heavily is from those days. Lots of blues, lots of psychedelia, blueglass, zydeco, rap, random american folk, industrial, punk -- Since I never was the one to hunt down new stuff, I absorbed it from the people in my life who did. I kind of love how that's worked out, actually. In no particular order except where my brain went, here's some number of them, and what they make me feel...
Let's Just Get Naked -- Oh, all about me and Mike. Such a doomed relationship, but such fucking hot chemistry. Joan Osborne has the kind of voice and way of singing that goes right through me, too, If I hadn't decided to stick with one song per performer, there are a lot of artists on here who'd have multiple listed.
Shelter from the Storm -- Also me and Mike. I lost this wonderful song for years until I healed from that loss. It was sheer joy to discover the point at which I could again listen to it, and remember fondly that this is the song he said most reminded him of me.
History Repeating -- like much of the great music in my life, an introduction from Chad, my best friend and unrequited love for years. Love her voice soooo much.
Closing Time -- Oh, it's just all about the music. I adore fiddles beyond any other instrument except drums. I only wish I could find a copy of Michelle Shocked's Contest Coming, too.
Quality of Mercy -- Michelle Shocked always gets me. I adore her, and my reaction is half to the music, half to who she is.
Black Velvet -- High school. Takes me straight to standing in Jordan's living room, actually.
One Night Stand -- Janis for the win; I adore her. But also really strong memories; I always played this multiple times on the drive to Chicago, when I was commuting six hours for sex that was some of the hottest and kinkiest of my life to that date. The boy who introduced me to anal on both sides of the equation. To cock rings, and to having another person in bed who had piercings (I still wear his old nipple rings in my ears). We could never have been a couple, amongst our social group we tended to bring out alpha tendencies in each other, and that lead to a lot of pissing matches. Of course we were both bottoms in bed *chuckle*. We knew it would only last until he was ready to seek out a serious relationship, but we enjoyed it to the hilt. I'm still distantly in contact with him, although mostly tangentially these days, but there will always been a fondness and gratitude there for me.
La Vie Boheme -- oh, scandalous times in the Den o' Sin with Jo and Becca #1 (my first housemate named Becca, not this one). Stoned and partying and all sorts of imprecise sexual energy flowing about. Tipsy girls dancing on my thigh... This was pretty much our theme song for the house.
Yes I Am -- I really love Melissa Etheridge, just in general. This one goes right through me. hunger, thirst, passion, power.. Those are intense words for me. It's very much about the lyrics, but also so much about her voice and her casual edge-of-butchness, and early associations with my own queerness.
Get Down Make Love -- freshman year of college, and chemistry with a 6'4" giant red-headed punk that just bowled me over. Never went as far as I would've liked, but I have several particularly powerful memories, including my first threesome make-out with him and Mike my freshman year, and being fingerfucked by him while he was wearing black leather fingerless gloves. "Get Down Make Love" was actually written on my 17th birthday cake by my roommate.
A Daisy Chain 4 Satan -- Mike and aforementioned punk, J, again. Several years further in Mike and my five-year-long one-night-stand, when he and J were roommates. I love Thrill Kill Kult in general; they do my kind of musical sex. And I'm the kind of person who finds acid references a flat-out bonus; I love tripping and having sex, and I almost never trip without at least having some quality alone time. Psychedelic and sexual states are deeply connected for me.
Fat Bottomed Girls -- How can you not love it?
Another Brick in the Wall, Pt 2 -- It's the growling undertones that do it for me, I think. Also very college-associated.
Kiss Me Deadly -- Oh, high school. I'd stake out the TV at my friends houses for a chance to see her video for this. Got me so wound up... Amusingly, Lita now has a professional affiliation with an online kink store that I've patronized for years.
I Love Rock and Roll -- One of the very earliest songs I recall reacting sexually to. Oh, I do love me some Joan Jett.
Poison -- I can't explain quite why it gets me hot, but it does... Oh. Rewatching it now. Yeah I do get it. Hair metal guitars and drums and wonderfully kinky lyrics.
Living After Midnight -- Gay leatherman headed metal group? Um, yes please!
Walk on the Wild side -- I doubt this needs any explaining.
Run, Run, Run
I want your sex -- Duh. Remember "not subtle"? Yeah. Love it. Loved it since I was watching it at friends houses because we didn't have MTV.
No More Tears -- there are resonances in this song that just get me. And a lot of Black Sabbath does, as well. I have a weakness for operatic and over-the-top.
Paradise by the Dashboard light -- so wonderfully silly, but still managed to capture so much of the teen hormone experience. And I have very funny memories of Chad and Leslie doing the duet. Like Ozzy, this is all about my fondness for over-the-top operatics. Meatloaf practically defines the genre.
Whatever happened to Saturday night -- Speaking of Meatloaf, this was my first introduction to him, and I totally had the hots for the Eddie character (big biker types are a huge hot-button for me).
Sweet Transvestite -- And to finish out the RHPS series, this is the true classic. And I'm not kidding when I say Frank was my ideal man as a teen. Still is, in a lot of ways (although preferably without the worrisome cannibalism). RHPS was my introduction to genderfuck and blatant aggressive kinky sexuality. Took to it like a fish to water. All about senior year in high school...
Alone -- Yeah, another teen years, powerful women piece... Shocking, huh?
Love is Strong -- and lots of other Rolling Stones. Because they're subtle. Like me.
Smooth -- Because it is. But without being boring.
Thunderkiss 65 -- That hot as hell bassist, and "I never _try_ anything, I just do it. Wanna try me?" Pretty much all of White Zombie works for me.
Back to the Earth -- drums. Drums and sweet hippy joy.
Nemesis -- The first time I had sex with Mike, when I was 16, it was because I'd come back to his room so I could record this song off him. He ended up fucking me halfway under the bed, and we filled the entire side of the tape accidentally. I still have the tape.
Mother Russia -- deep, thumping, straight to my clit. And the voice...
Blood Makes Noise -- also so much about the visceral; literally the pumping, thumping reality of the human body.
Rough Sex -- does what it says on the tin. Yay!
Lady Marmalade --
Boom Boom -- Oh, his voice. Love his voice. And I love the rhythm of the song, too.
Doctor Who - Sound of Drums -- oh, my favorite thing about the master... I love the drums. (and And the actual scene, which I also find really hot")
Knock on Wood -- also about those drives to chicago. It's like thunder, lightning, the way you love me is frightning...
Welcome to the Jungle -- my days wrestling with Chris on his bed to the sounds of Appetite. Axl Rose was sex incarnate in my eyes back then.
Girl U Want -- Although I like Devo in general, this one's all about Tank Girl. It's practically a perfect sex song, for my brain.
Start Wearing Purple -- a song Becca found for bellydance that I feel completely in love with.
Mother Nature -- Ah, Koko Taylor. Woman, voice, lyrics. And great memories of Chicago. Powerful woman, powerful ass-kicking lyrics, powerful voice.
Ring of Fire -- "Man in Black" really encapsulates why I have such a deep love of Johnny Cash as a human being, but I love Ring of Fire about all else. And again with the sexy voice...
In the End -- from my favorite movie about sexuality -- Shortbus -- I love it best once the marching band comes in. Such tenderness and love and acceptance and joy throughout, though. This movie feels more like "my people" than anything else. It feels like home in some weird emotional ways.
Unskinny Bop -- *sigh* Poison again. I know.
Closer -- Duh. "Fuck you like an animal"? No brainer.
Resist -- Oh, the way she says "I swear I've never had it like this"; it's Melissa and her voice, combined with a different dirtier kind of darkness than feels typical for her.
Biancas and Beatrices -- Tech N9ne. All about some time with friends in NY, and he just amuses me throughly. His particularly form of dirtiness just makes me chuckle.
My Neck My Back -- I think I like this so much partially because it goes to neck and back instead of breasts, and that reflects my hot spots. And, of course, unapologetic female sexuality. Always a "yay".
You Suck -- Powerful and unapologetic female sexuality, and funny too.
Mysterious Ways
Love in an Elevator -- One of the earlier "dirty" songs I remember from high school (2 Live Crew being about the same time). So amazingly scandalous to me back then, still fun.
Naked in the Rain
Like a Prayer
Centerfold
Talk Dirty to Me -- Poison was an embarrassingly large part of my teen years.
Whole Lotta Love
U and Ur Hand -- For me, being sex-positive is totally about the fundamental right to authoritatively say "No". Every opportunity to truly say "Yes" depends on it. And Pink's just hot.
Sweet Emotion
Blister in the Sun
Baby, Baby, Baby
Pour Some Sugar on Me -- And this would just make me cream my pants when I was in high school.
She Bop songs about masturbation pretty much always make my list, especially those that shocked me in 4th grade when I learned what it was about..
Son of a Preacher Man
Dancin' with myself -- Billy Idol gets me hot. Billy Idol singing about masturbation, even better.
If I should fall from grace with god
Rock the Cradle of Love -- Billy Idol in general, but especially that video as a teen... steamy!
Touch-a Touch-a Touch Me --shoulda known something was up with where my sexuality was going when Frank'n'Furter was my ideal man at age 16.
And She Was -- My best friend and the first girl I kissed.
Sugar Magnolia -- Same girl...
Walk Away -- the voice.
Sampson and Delilah -- this isn't actually the version I was looking for; I think I want the Ernie Hawkins. Still, love it.
I think we're alone now -- embarrassing, I know, but it's the heartbeat in the music combined with the lyrics. So perfectly captured the feeling of my arousal in my early teens.
Little Red Corvette -- It's Prince. Come on.
Laid -- more than just about any other song. God damn, does it get me hot.
Just Like Jesse James -- I just don't care what you think. I've always loved Cher for doing whatever she damned well pleases. And her voice... *love*
Let's Give 'em Something to Talk About Bonnie Raitt is another "love the woman, love the voice, love the lyrics" person for me (unfortunately, I couldn't find the Odetta or Koko Taylor pieces I wanted, though)
Tell me something good
Ode to Joy -- always has. I adore it, and it just plays through me.
Fast Car -- one of the slower songs that gets me this way, but her voice...
Hurt so Good -- I actually really like his sexy politics, and a good deal of his music. This one's obvious, I think...
Need You Tonight -- oh, my, yes.
In the still of the Night -- I'll just go ahead and admit it.
Sweet Dreams are made of this -- kinky and hot and such a wonderfully genderfuck video...
Push It -- I thought they were just the sexiest thing I've ever seen. So tough and in control.
Free Your Mind -- Badass aggressive women for the win.
I touch myself -- classic to the point of cliche, but fuckit.
The Bad Touch -- hot and graphic and blatant and funny...
When You're Good to Mama -- Oh, Queen Latifah. It's her, it's her voice, it's the song...
Cell Block Tango -- Just plain tasty.
I think I see the light -- especially because of Harold and Maude. I fully intend to be Maude when I grow up.
Sodomy -- I love Hair in geneal, but I also just love any song that managed to work "sodomy" into the lyrics.
Sexy Thing -- at least half because of The Full Monty.
House of the Rising Sun
Devil went down to Georgia -- it's the fiddles.
Anything Goes -- I know I'm breaking my rule about only one per artist, but I couldn't leave this out.
I Sit on Acid -- and this one; again with the blatant sexuality and psychedelic references.
Hot Pool of Womanneed -- funny and hot.
White Rabbit -- that whole sexuality/psychedelia connection again.
Sex is Violent -- obvious.
Me and Bobby McGee -- My quintessential Janis song. Many memories of Mike playing and singing it, particularly.
She Walks Right In -- Professor Longhair (I can't find a lot of my favorite blues on Youtube)
Now You're a Man And from one of my alltime favorite movies, Orgazmo, possibly the best example of my high level of silliness tolerance in my sex music.
What song or songs really get you going or feed a lusty mood?
