Monday, October 12, 2009

Country Joe And The Fish

In the song I’m Fixin To Die by the band in the 60’s Country Joe and The Fish was a very popular group that played in the world renowned Woodstock Concert that featured 3 long days on a farm that many argue changed history. Now almost all music of note produced in the 60’s and 70’s was related in some way shape or form to the war in Vietnam. The popular song I’m Fixin To Die is no exception to the rule. One of the reasons for the songs immense popularity was its use of two primary literary devices the first being Irony and the second being paradox. Starting from the very name of the band these literary devices are of paramount importance to the very existence of the song.

In the thesis statement above irony is listed first for a reason, that reason is because starting with the very name of the band Country Joe and The Fish, it is almost as if they were trying to drive Nixon’s “silent majority” crazy because if one read up on the name one would know that they are in short calling themselves Joseph Stalin and Chairman Mao Zedong; this can be said with confidence due to the fact that a nickname used in American propaganda for Joseph Stalin in the Post WWII era of history was in fact Country Joe and in Chairman Mao’s Little Red Book the now infamous ex-leader of the Chinese Communist Party and first leader of the Peoples Republic Of China he states “that if one wishes to be a revolutionary he must swim with the fishes”. Throughout the song there is several examples of irony that is mostly due to the satirical nature of the song, among them are:

Well, come on generals, let's move fast;
Your big chance has come at last.
Gotta go out and get those reds —
The only good commie is the one who's dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When we've blown 'em all to kingdom come.”

Also,

“Well, come on Wall Street, don't move slow,
Why man, this is war au-go-go.
There's plenty good money to be made
By supplying the Army with the tools of the trade,
Just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
They drop it on the Viet Cong. “

Another example although despite its irony and satirical nature of the song this line is one of the most controversial of them all,

“Well, come on mothers throughout the land,
Pack your boys off to Vietnam.
Come on fathers, don't hesitate,
Send 'em off before it's too late.
Be the first one on your block
To have your boy come home in a box.”

Each one of these stanzas ironic not on a line by line basis but collectively as a whole this is because the stanzas if taken at face value would be rude but in support of the Vietnam. However through the way the song I sung and the fact that the human being can recognize emotion where as machines can not one can appreciate the songs collective face value. The first quoted stanza is ironic because it is talking about how to achieve piece and he is talking about mass death to an opposing ideology. Now if it is successful it will lead to peace but all ventures down such a path will as they always have end with failure and righteous and well earned anger by the targeted against the so called ‘peace winners’. Through the total satirical nature of the song irony is found collectively and individually throughout the song.

Paradox another literary device used to enhance the quality and the enjoyment of the literature or in this case the piece of music is the other major literary deice in the song. Technically one could argue that the whole song is a paradox due to the blatant antonym like nature of the whole song collectively to their collective definitions in the literal sense to the known meaning of the actual song. In this stanza
since Country Joe uses the word ‘we’ he implies himself in the lyrics why would he not care about what he is fighting for:

“And it's one, two, three, four
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;”

Also when these lines are sung if taken literally even without the knowledge of satirical comedy this paradox in the song is more than enough to raise a few eyebrows:

“Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven, eight
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.”

After all those being sent to the front usually are the ones who get closer to their god of choice, assuming of course you can believe in such a non-existent entity. In conclusion paradox just as irony was for slightly different reasons is seen collectively throughout the song and in individual places as well.

Thus I have concluded that irony and paradox are closely related more so than in other songs. From the very band name to the end of the song irony is present as an individual and collective force where as paradox is present more than irony as a collective force in the song.

Point Of Veiw Essay On Modern Music and Pop Culture

According to Billboard and their list of the top 50 songs I can deduce from just 3 within then higher rankings in the chart that America’s youth is receiving a disservice. If one looks to the 60’s and 70’s music that dominated the charts contained heartfelt and powerful messages for peace, unity and equality. Now the chart is disgraced by Miley Cyrus’s Party In The USA Beyonce’s Sweet Dreams and Cobra Starship’s Boys Like Girls. These songs which dominate the top of the list all share the same point of view but in all other respects they are pathetic in their lack of poetic devices blatant English grammar violations and a clear lack of any resemblance of intelligence to the real world that their largely illiterate audience also resides in with the exception of the final song by Beyonce which despite my large personal bias I can still appreciate for the lyrical ingenuity and sophisticated use of the English language.

Throughout this list of unbelievable and ear torturing trash there is un-believably rampant amounts of evidence that the singer is out of touch from the rest of the modern an intelligent world and crude use of language that is a disservice to even English which being entomologically descended from German is a vile and harsh language to begin with. In Miley Cyrus’s Party In The USA she displayed her total isolation from the real world starting from the first stanza:

I hopped off the plane at LAX

with a dream and my cardigan

welcome to the land of fame excess,

am I gonna fit in?”… and

“Get to the club in my taxi cab

Everybody's lookin at me now

Like “whos that chick, thats rockin’ kicks?

She gotta be from out of town”

So hard with my girls not around me

Its definitely not a Nashville party

Cause’ all I see are stilletos

I guess I never got the memo

My tummys turnin and I'm feelin kinda home sick

Too much pressure and I'm nervous

That's when the D.J. dropped my favorite tune

and a Britney song was on

and the Britney song was on

and the Britney song was on”

Her glorification of the USA and our way of life is only tolerable by the male audience which is so busy drooling at her nearly entirely exposed body and flashy costume and a young generation of young girls today who from this very young age are already being instilled male objectification and laying the groundwork for total mental instability as a teenager even more so then nature predisposes the human species that will destroy nearly all advances earned by the feminist movement spurned back in the 60’s and 70’s as their civil rights are totally undefended and even willingly capitulated by the upcoming generation. The objectification continues in the next song Good Girls Gone Bad by Cobra Starship even their title even says it all, Good Girls Gone Bad. If The older generation wants to put all these regulations on videogames so you have to be of driving age to get a video or videogame that has the word damn then how come they give their daughter money to go see a concert or go get a CD that basically instructs this generation on how to be the most profitable person in a brothel. And as for the males this song is hardly teaching morals or values relevant to an honest citizen or a minor in the teenage years trying to survive puberty without a criminal record of sex crimes:

“I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go bad
You were hanging in the corner
With your five best friends
You heard that I was trouble
But you couldn't resist
I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go
Good girls go bad

I know your type
(Your type)
Boy, you're dangerous
Yeah, you're that guy
(That guy)
I'd be stupid to trust
But just one night couldn't be so wrong
You make me wanna lose control

She was so shy
Till I drove her wild”

The lack of poetic devices and pathetic usage of the English language does not add luster to the lack of literary quality of what is supposed to be a song. Beyonce’s song Sweet Dreams is a respite well earned from the trash that dominates the upper parts of the list. Although my clear bias which I do recognize blinds me from further appreciation of the song and the way the music is sung not even I can deny ample amounts of imagery although most of the imagery that is ample is quite repetitive and although some deviate from the following two lines they mostly are the same in content and are the same in the image produced by mind: “Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air” and “Clouds filled with stars cover the skies”. All of these aspects create a welcome relief for listeners who share my personal music preference and my bias.

Despite the fact that two of the songs out of the three chosen are dependent on fancy costume, and are crudely constructed with a mediocre understanding of the English language they all share the point of view. All three regardless of the despicable quality gap are all sung in the first person. The first song is a romanticized, over dramatized and unrealistic story of what is supposed to be her, a naïve girl, although we know otherwise, arriving in Hollywood. The second song is undeniably the tale of one indulging in the carnal pleasures of intercourse and the seduction of a girl hence the objectification this song like the one before it is also tasteless and crudely constructed and filled with enough gross grammatical errors and misuse it could sink the metaphorical Titanic. In Beyonce’s song Sweet Dreams she is singing her story to her audience which is in short a love strong, but in the interest of fairness it must be noted that while sung from the same point of view Beyonce sung with a much more polite tone and with far more sophistication in her language and use of the English language than her higher scoring peers on Billboard’s list.

All of these songs successfully used the first person point of view to tell a story through their individual songs. Most likely this is a result of the deterioration or a completely lacked skill that of literacy. I say this because the majority of the song use crude language and even then incorrectly so to a point where as the audience is not using and therefore no longer developing brain power that was being done in the 1960’s and 1970’s that is necessary in other fields and is and will continue to make America a laughing stock in the eyes of the educated across the seas and our borders.

Point Of Veiw Essay Song Lyrics

Party In The USA: Myley Cyrus

I hopped off the plane at LAX

with a dream and my cardigan

welcome to the land of fame excess,

am I gonna fit in?

Jumped in the cab,

Here I am for the first time

Look to the right and I see the Hollywood sign

This is all so crazy

Everybody seems so famous

My tummys turnin and I'm feelin kinda home sick

Too much pressure and I'm nervous,

That's when the taxi man turned on the radio

and a Jay Z song was on

and the Jay Z song was on

and the Jay Z song was on

CHORUS:

So I put my hands up

They’re playing my song,

And the butterflys fly away

Noddin’ my head like yea

Movin my hips like yea

I got my hands up,

They’re playin my song

I know im gonna be ok

Yea, It's a party in the USA

Yea, It's a party in the USA

Get to the club in my taxi cab

Everybody's lookin at me now

Like “whos that chick, thats rockin’ kicks?

She gotta be from out of town”

So hard with my girls not around me

Its definitely not a Nashville party

Cause’ all I see are stilletos

I guess I never got the memo

My tummys turnin and I'm feelin kinda home sick

Too much pressure and I'm nervous

That's when the D.J. dropped my favorite tune

and a Britney song was on

and the Britney song was on

and the Britney song was on

CHORUS:

So I put my hands up

They’re playing my song,

And the butterflys fly away

Noddin’ my head like yea

Movin my hips like yea

I got my hands up,

They’re playin my song

I know im gonna be ok

Yea, It's a party in the USA

Yea, It's a party in the USA

Feel like hoppin' on a flight (on a flight)

Back to my hometown tonight (town tonight)

Something stops me everytime (everytime)

The DJ plays my song and I feel alright

Good Girls Gone Bad: Cobra Starship

I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go
Good girls go bad

I know your type
(Your type)
You're daddy's little girl
Just take a bite
(One bite)
Let me shake up your world
'Cause just one night couldn't be so wrong
I'm gonna make you lose control

She was so shy
Till I drove her wild

I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go bad
You were hanging in the corner
With your five best friends
You heard that I was trouble
But you couldn't resist
I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go
Good girls go bad

I know your type
(Your type)
Boy, you're dangerous
Yeah, you're that guy
(That guy)
I'd be stupid to trust
But just one night couldn't be so wrong
You make me wanna lose control

She was so shy
Till I drove her wild

I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go bad
I was hanging in the corner
With my five best friends
I heard that you were trouble
But I couldn't resist
I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go
Good girls go bad
Good girls go bad
Good girls go bad

Oh, she got away with the boys in the place
Treat 'em like they don't stand a chance
And he got away with the girls in the back
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Yeah, she got away with the boys in the place
Treat 'em like they don't stand a chance
And he got away with the girls in the back
Acting like they're too hot to dance

I make them good girls go bad
(They don't stand a chance)
I make them good girls go
The good girls go bad, yeah
Good girls go bad
I was hanging in the corner
With my five best friends
I thought that you were trouble
But I couldn't resist
I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go
Good girls go bad
Good girls go bad
Good girls go

Sweet Dreams: Beyonce

Turn the lights on

Every night I rush to my bed
With hopes that maybe I'll get a chance to see you
When I close my eyes I'm going out of my head
Lost in a fairytale, can you hold my hands and be my guide?

Clouds filled with stars cover the skies
And I hope it rains, you're the perfect lullaby
What kinda dream is this?

You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you
(Turn the lights on)

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true
(Turn the lights on)

My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where
Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air
'Cause you're my

You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you
(Turn the lights on)

I mention you when I say my prayers
I wrap you around all of my thoughts
Boy you're my temporary high

I wish that when I wake up you're there
To wrap your arms around me for real
And tell me you'll stay by side

Clouds filled with stars cover the skies
And I hope it rains, you're the perfect lullaby
What kinda dream is this?

You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you
(Turn the lights on)

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true
(Turn the lights on)

My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where
Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air
'Cause you're my

You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you
(Turn the lights on)

Tattoo your name across my heart so it will remain
Not even death can make us part
What kind of dream is this?

You could be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you
(Turn the lights on)

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Somebody pinch me, your love's too good to be true
(Turn the lights on)

My guilty pleasure, I ain't going no where
Baby long as you're here I'll be floating on air
'Cause you're my

You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you
(Turn the lights on)
Either way I don't wanna wake up from you