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I kiss the girls that speak Marcuse.
I kiss the boys that speak Foucault.
I love the kids that know Adorno
and snub their nose at kids who don't.
I make love in theory and touch myself in practise.
What's good for the posture is good for the pose.
Who let the Tigers out to kill all the lovers?
I kiss the boys that speak Foucault.
I love the kids that know Adorno
and snub their nose at kids who don't.
I make love in theory and touch myself in practise.
What's good for the posture is good for the pose.
Who let the Tigers out to kill all the lovers?
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i bet everybody in the band spend endless days thinking about what adorno would think of their music
All three philosophers critisize western society. Society is everywhere, so they are metaphysically rejecting life. Emotions are what makes life important and vital, not knowledge. Life is life.
To select the people based on knowledge is thus preposterous at best. And this song is hopelessly ironic in nature.
Read some Wittgenstein, you filthy thinker ;).
orchidorchidorchid, let's not be nihilistic, either, which is what "truly, everything means nothing" suggests to me. Something may be devoid of a single, clear meaning, but who's to say that its meaning is nothing? Couldn't it have many meanings?
I'm an undergrad philosophy major, and the pseudo-intellectuals I run into aren't even sophisticated enough to have heard of people like Adorno, Foucault, or Marcuse. Hell, there are actual Ph.D. candidates around here that know nothing about these people.
The important thing to remember is that as long as we engage in this kind of questioning- that we question our being at all- we can avoid the problems that arise when the line between false intellectuals and actual thinkers becomes obscure. Our ideas aren't a commodity if we don't treat them that way.
"I make love, in theory. And, touch myself in practice"
"What's good for the posture is good for the pose"
I make criticisms and espouse lofty ideas about my intellect.... but, I am a paper made plastic... a true to form hypocrite, book read but, failing to understand. Yet, I put down others for their lack of "worldly" learnings. (All I can say to explain this is that he went to Amherst...and for anyone who knows Amherst...it's pretty self-explanitory).
The song criticises snobbery amongst intellectuals (distinctly in the hardcore/screamo scene of the North East (They did go to Amherst...only the snobbiest ultra left wing Liberal Arts College on the planet).
It's telling kids to get over themselves and their own snobbery....to make love not war- because, truly.....everything means nothing.
I think what he was trying to say is that people say things they don't mean or really understand just to look hip or intelligent but infact there's no difference between them and the people who really do know about it, it's all just hair splitting elitist patheticism.
The commentary on the scene they perpetuate.
The critiqué of intellectualism, juxtaposed to songs full of references to obscure modernist composers and the horribly acedemic (I say this with all the love in my heart for debord and vaneigem) situationist rhetoric.
(And I am well aware that these ironies are intended.)
foucault
adorno
all philosiphers
"It's a fine line between being an "intellectual" and intellectual posturing, some might say that there is no line at all."