favorite song that's vulgar/sexist?

DJ Assault, like...everything.

"Fist Fuck Her" by The Leather Nun -- They played it in concert and i've been trying to find it on record ever since -- fourteen years ago.

You already mentioned FZ, but "I Have Been In You" just gets me goofy. ¥

It's brilliant.

the song is about me.

Back in the day I heard some weird uptempo gabba-ish .MOD file that ruled all. It started with something from Vivaldi's "Seasons" that skipped, got "scratched" and then was interrupted by a sampled/cut-up Ice-T (?) shouting "low motherfucker/dirty bitch" over and over, which was then followed up by "hooker hooker suck my dick/nigga nigga suck my dick" and concluded with a sample of James Earl Jones (?) saying "watch who you're callin' 'nigger'". Damn I wish I remembered what the name of that song was.

Staying too long at work goofing off on the intanet = dud.

"Dear Penis, I don't think I like you anymore."

*feels a chill come over the room*

That Khia song is very good.

"Dirty Nursery Rhymes" by 2 Live Crew

Thee Leather Nun rekord referred to somewhere above is called "F.F.A." and it was a double-a-side with this unbelievably awsome piece of Odinist heavy metal called "Prime Mover". I remember hearing "Prime Mover" on the old Janice Long show, which was a vastly superior equivalent of the evening session. I remember Ms Long (who should still be on national radio IMO) going on about this scandinavian band who had some big badass sexpistolish reputation in their home country.

Then she played "Prime Mover". I remember that the radio was very very quiet, but this SOUND seemed to swell out and fill the entire room.

It took me years to get a copy, and in fact I only got it b/c their cover of Abba's "gimme gimme gimmme" was a minor indie hit. IIRC thee original issue was on Industrial Records and is thus probably unobtanium now. I got this 12" single reissue then - thee front cover featured a photo of an S/M nun wielding a whip. Not in the least bit comical, it was a really extreme image & was rather frightening. The back cover was a photo of a really muscular man's forearm all greased up. "Prime Mover" did not disappoint, even though my mind had built it up somewhat over thee years. It was FILTHY loud.

The other side was hard to take. It was done in this scuzzy disco style, and I quickly learned that "F.F.A." stood for "fist fuckers associated". The lyrics are totally, totally full on - "you don't remember me/and I've forgotten you/but it's not so very long ago/that we fist fucked too" "shit on my knuckles/pain up thee ass for you" and suchlike. IIRC, the whole scenario is m/m, not m/f, so it isn't "fist fuck her", though the singer's accent is such that this would be an easy error to make.

all these years on, I suspect that "Prime Mover/F.F.A." is probably still one of thee most extreme rekords ever made. Sadly, I don't think I have my copy anymore. If anyone knows of a CD reissue, please let me know

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So cool you spotted this; i only heard it the thing in concert so it's good to know where to look -- not that much of the Nun's stuff is readily available or anything.

Forces Me to Hear Barry Manilow til My Brain Hurts

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The fascination with these songs works on lots of levels, but not least is the ironic amusement at hearing men reveal themselves - you never reveal yourself more than when you talk about what you supposedly hate - there is a real weakness to that.

I think these songs are only interesting if the author's desperation is revealed. I don't mean through a lack of confidence - the classic misogynist is supposed to rave on about how great they are. If - as in the case of some punk bands from middle class families posing as misogynists - it's obvious that you're just 'adding' misogyny to your personality to make yourself more interesting or something ... come on. I don't trust Eminem's misogyny - aesthetically, I mean. There's something just a little bit too 'well fed' about him. Misogynists have to have the scent of the disappointed romantic about them: 'cynics are disappointed idealists.'

But I suppose that misogyny has become a little bit too subtle to employ the really obvious backdrop of 'I was in love with one woman, who betrayed me,' qua Casablanca - that is very fifties. Now you can blame pornography: 'they're all hos deep down ... I'm jaded, overloaded by image after image, burnt out on the idea of women as anything but a receptacle, I can only operate at the level of porn jokes and it's not really my fault.' But I find this type of misogyny boring because it's not so formally simple. It's too shallow. It spreads too widely, it's too new-historical and not mythical enough.

What about the Jefferson Airplane version (with Grace Slick on vocals?)

The Angry Samoans.

Back on topic my fave has to be Metallica's cover of 'So What'. Can't remember who did it originally but the lyrics are just so so stupid I really hope they weren't being serious.