Say Yes

A few random thoughts on a song.

I read a strange thing about Nirvana's rape me the other day. The song is already misrepresented by its name. So much so that at one point MTV wouldn't allow them to play it at the video music awards. The thing I read said that kurt cobain had a strange obsession with a case of a girl being raped after a punk rock concert. They say he wrote the song polly from the rapists point of view, and rape me from the girls. This, thought it makes sense from the songs title, is nothing at all what I get from the song. Cobain was not misogynistic or sexist, and he wouldn't suggest that the victim asked for what happened. In my mind the song is about a guy who's become so drunk, or stoned, that, at the end of the night, he can't even move enough to have sex with the girl he ended up with. But hes so afraid to be alone that he asks her, as a friend, to have sex with him anyway. I've always thought of it as a sad song, not an agressive one. For some reason I was thinking about this all day.

crooked spin can't come to rest
i'm damaged bad at best

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