That doesn't mean I don't have a lingering affection for the RnB and hip hop music of the 90s and early 2000s. It does mean I'm reasonably well versed in these genres to note that there is a common trend. Misogynist lyrics.
The misogyny in gangsta rap and hip hop sit very comfortably in with the music of skinny white men. For both Pharrell and The Starting Line* a date's not a date unless the night ends at A&E, judging from their desire to tear asses up. Justin Timberlake sings about being fed up of using technology to effectively stalk a woman. Nick Cave sings about killing women (nay, Kylie Minogue). Every Christmas the shops are filled with the seasonal song of date rape "say what's in this drink? Baby it's cold out there".
Indie darlings The Decemberists sing tinkly music whilst dressed as tress and the like. Disguised in non-threatening corduroy trousers and thick glasses they sing lyrics such as I found you a tattooed tramp/A dirty daughter from the labor camps/I lay you down in the grass of a clearing/You wept, but your soul was willing. That last line sounds like the poetry of a pick up artist.
no-one wants to hear a song about the time you got Ocado delivery and they brought everything for Italian theme night.
And that's fine, nobody and nothing is perfect. It's when a song normalises abusive relationships that you start to think maybe a song about an AGA and domestic bliss would be nice. For instance, there is an incredibly creepy bit in Little Esther Phillip's song I'm a Bad Bad Girl in which Little Esther sings about being bad and trying not to be. A man chimes in with: Listen little Esther/ You made leave my home/ Know that I'm no good/ And everything I've done is wrong/ Now you tried your best/To get rid of me/But I've got news for your baby /Cause you'll never be free/You're just a bad girl/Youâre always gonna be.
Lalala, wait, never be free? Is that a threat? Or just a song.
*brief review - Good Grief. Yawn.