{"id":1667,"date":"2022-02-08T12:38:29","date_gmt":"2022-02-08T17:38:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.richmond.edu\/writing\/?p=1667"},"modified":"2022-02-08T12:55:02","modified_gmt":"2022-02-08T17:55:02","slug":"metaphors-of-the-month-silly-love-songs","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.richmond.edu\/writing\/2022\/02\/08\/metaphors-of-the-month-silly-love-songs\/","title":{"rendered":"Metaphors of the Month! Silly Love Songs"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/blog.richmond.edu\/writing\/files\/2022\/02\/damian-rothmark.jpeg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-1668\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.richmond.edu\/writing\/files\/2022\/02\/damian-rothmark-300x169.jpeg\" alt=\"Bryan Ferry\" width=\"300\" height=\"169\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.richmond.edu\/writing\/files\/2022\/02\/damian-rothmark-300x169.jpeg 300w, https:\/\/blog.richmond.edu\/writing\/files\/2022\/02\/damian-rothmark-1024x576.jpeg 1024w, https:\/\/blog.richmond.edu\/writing\/files\/2022\/02\/damian-rothmark-768x432.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/blog.richmond.edu\/writing\/files\/2022\/02\/damian-rothmark.jpeg 1280w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Happy Valentines Day. Will you be my Valentine? That itself is metaphor, and you can read about the actual Saint(s) Valentine <a href=\"https:\/\/theconversation.com\/the-real-st-valentine-was-no-patron-of-love-90518?gclid=Cj0KCQiAxoiQBhCRARIsAPsvo-zHqfzQw_1TxRTkw9Zc4ivQZChnMy4OolQOlFQ_0PHlZ8i6tzFysNMaAmCZEALw_wcB\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">here<\/a>. Warning: you will find a severed head in that box of chocolates.<\/p>\n<p>Out of curiosity, and a desire for a week to avoid writing about academic language, I decided to have a bit of fun with love-song metaphors. I ate a lot of saccharine (another metaphor) to give you folks the most overused figures of speech for love and lovers out there.<\/p>\n<p>They say the world is full of silly love songs. So what&#8217;s wrong with that? I need to know. I pick on Boomer-Generation artists here, mostly. I don&#8217;t listen to formulaic contemporary pop, preferring Americana, indie rock, or old punk and glam. The other type of music I like, electronica, has no words so no metaphors can be found.<\/p>\n<p>Love-and-lover metaphors from Country and Western music (those two types of music played at Bob&#8217;s Country Bunker in <em>The Blues Brothers<\/em>) merit an entire post. I&#8217;ll be walking the floor and walking the line over that subject in a year.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Love as controlled substance, and more:<\/strong> Maybe you have been drunk with love, but if you listen to Bryan Ferry, pictured up top, you will find a number of rather disturbing metaphors. The decidedly louche crooner remains one of my favorite musicians, but really. In Ferry&#8217;s lyrics, one can be a slave to love, and love is the drug, of course, prescribed and dispensed by his and David Stewart&#8217;s &#8220;Goddess of Love.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Come to think of it, a person can have a &#8220;bad case of loving you,&#8221; and the Doctor of Love can &#8220;give you the pill.&#8221; That&#8217;s right, kids, just call Doctor Love. He is not a mental-health professional, clearly. When Bryan Ferry cries out &#8220;love me madly,&#8221; there is no cure. That makes sense, if you&#8217;ve known someone made insane by love.<\/p>\n<p>Now we are really off to the races (the heart races, naturally) in an open car with Love, who is a stranger, after all. Love hurts, love binds, love wounds, love shines, love is painful (it really hurts a lot) until love is lost. Up to that sad point, one becomes a prisoner of love or a victim of love because love is a battlefield. If you survive, you are singed, because love is like a flame. It burns you when it&#8217;s hot.<\/p>\n<p>Love birds provide a gentler metaphor where two hearts beat as one. But wait, we have a bunch more hearts to deal with here. Deep in your heart of gold (Neil Young is still searching for one) you may find a change of heart, and that brings us to all the following metaphors for the embers of love&#8217;s once-bright flames, as love grows cold.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Broken Hearts, Etc:<\/strong> I will give Janis Joplin a break because 1) She&#8217;s dead and 2) &#8220;Piece of My Heart&#8221; remains such a great song.\u00a0 Yet the end of a loving relationship, when &#8220;you&#8217;ve lost that loving feeling,&#8221; spawns its own series of cliches (remember: all cliches once were fresh). Love can make one heartsick, or hearts can be stepped on. It&#8217;s a matter of the heart, you know, so stop dragging my heart around. A cold-hearted lover may have a heart of stone. Hearts can be given away and not returned.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe that is why Warren Zevon, who has more than earned a place in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, goes out &#8220;searching for a heart,&#8221; one of his finest songs that somehow makes an old subject sound new, as he moves from a tired cliche to some interesting similes,\u00a0 noting &#8220;They say love conquers all \/ You can&#8217;t start it like a car \/ You can&#8217;t stop it with a gun.&#8221;\u00a0 \u00a0I suppose in time those similes might become cliched, too. Or maybe not. Zevon and R.E.M. teamed up as The Hindu Love Gods for a single release, and I don&#8217;t see anyone imitating the work from that one-off experiment.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Love Light:<\/strong>\u00a0 I saved the most overused for last. We&#8217;ve all seen it, in the eyes of our intended.<\/p>\n<p>Just. Find. A. Fresh. Metaphor. People. We need more than this, Bryan Ferry!<\/p>\n<p>Help me shine a light on interesting words and metaphors\u00a0by leaving a comment below, or by e-mail at jessid-at-richmond-dot-edu.<\/p>\n<p>See all of our Metaphors of the Month\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/blog.richmond.edu\/writing\/tag\/metaphor-of-the-month\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">here<\/a>\u00a0and Words of the Week\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/blog.richmond.edu\/writing\/tag\/word-of-the-week\/\">here<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Happy Valentines Day. Will you be my Valentine? That itself is metaphor, and you can read about the actual Saint(s) Valentine here. Warning: you will find a severed head in that box of chocolates. Out of curiosity, and a desire for a week to avoid writing about academic language, I decided to have a bit &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.richmond.edu\/writing\/2022\/02\/08\/metaphors-of-the-month-silly-love-songs\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Metaphors of the Month! 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