The Bewitching Rudeness of Magic!

Under my post Katy Perry Puts the Fun in Funeral, Elspeth asked if I would check out a song called Rude, by the band “Magic!”. I had forgotten, but yesterday she put in another request for me to crush it. Here are the remains.

Saturday morning jumped out of bed

The opening shot is a young man and a young woman frolicking on a bed in their sleepwear. They’re silly in that in-love kind of way. Now, I don’t want to give away anything too soon, but in just a bit the song will inform us those two are not married. It’s Saturday morning, their on his bed, and their in pajamas. They’re fornicating, and loving it. It’s presented as a happy and joyful time full of Magic!; just like the band’s name.
And put on my best suit
His best suit is sculpted crap. It’s a leather jacket, a raggedy tee shirt, black jeans, and what appear to be black ballet shoes. He’s not bearded, yet also unshaven. His hair hasn’t seen a comb in days; scissors for years. Best suits are supposed to reflect respect for the other person, and for the event. His best suit is carefully premeditated nonchalance to let everyone know he doesn’t give a damn about anybody else. Sociopathy is his best suit.
Got in my car and raced like a jet
All the way to you
We see that he’s a pack animal when he and his friends emerge from a run-down den of a house. There are multiple broken windows on the garage door; none even covered up, or even had the hanging debris taken down. It’s an important part of the house, too. It’s where he and his friends perform their music, which means there is a lot of expensive equipment that could get stolen, or ruined by water damage. His living place is sociopathic, state just as his clothes are. His car is an uncared-for junker, too.
In fact, now that we see fuller picture of his life: His best anything is the same as he does everything: nothing. The word “best” means absolutely nothing to this sociopath. Or, perhaps it better said that, to him, “Best” means whatever he wants it to mean. Some readers might be inclined think that I’m being unfair to a poor struggling artist who cannot afford much. Those readers are failing to grapple with the fact that he makes no effort to improve his situation. Poverty is not an excuse for a dirty car, empty broken windows, ratty clothes, poor hygiene, and pack of ne’er-do-wells when you’re going to ask for a woman’s hand in marriage. Money has very little to do with it. We don’t even do bride-prices anymore.
Knocked on your door with heart in my hand
To ask you a question
‘Cause I know that you’re an old-fashioned man, yeah
His recognition that her father has standards is important. It shows that (contrary to his assertion) the man has every intention to show disrespect to her father.

Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life?
Say yes, say yes ’cause I need to know
You say I’ll never get your blessing ’til the day I die
Tough luck, my friend, but the answer is ‘No’

Which is exactly what the young man dared the father to say with his whole approach. It’s what he wanted.

Why you gotta be so rude?
Don’t you know I’m human too?
Why you gotta be so rude?
I’m gonna marry her anyway

Marry that girl
Marry her anyway
Marry that girl
Yeah, no matter what you say
Marry that girl
And we’ll be a family
Why you gotta be so

During the chorus the sociopath dances around like an eight-year old girl while his loser friends jam out. What is cute in a preteen girl is revolting in a young man.

When I call his friends losers, I mean it in two senses. Obviously according to the standards I’ve used in this post they are losers, but they are also the stooges of the sociopath. They are single. He is not. They are in the background. He is not. He has a car. They do not. They look like doofuses. He does not. When he returns from his challenge in faux dejection, the stooges give him a group-hug. It’s supposed to be spontaneous and cute, but it comes across as contrived and gay.

From there it’s basically a repeat. He keeps acting like a sociopath while daring her father to marry them, and the father never changed his mind. Meanwhile, the girls listening out there in radio land are bewitched into preferring sociopaths as “true loves”; which they are already inclined to do by their sin nature. and chicks love it. Young women love the idea of telling Dad off and having a “really good reason” to do so; wishing for a legitimate reason to assert their independence.

The rest of the lyrics are unnecessary to parse, but there are some scenes worth it. In one, the father invites over a Beta respectable young man for the woman to consider, but she can’t stop texting the sociopath long enough to get to know him. Texting at the table is rude and sociopathic, but is again presented as being “true to love”. At one point the father offers a toast, and the daughter refuses to participate; instead offering a derisive curl of the lip. That’s also rude, by the way.

There’s another scene where we see the father trying to talk to the daughter like an adult. Well, she won’t stand for that. In the middle of his exercise in patience she flounces off in a huff, goes up to her room, puts on some skanky outfit, and runs out the door; presumably to fornicate with the sociopath some more. The Magic! of rudeness.

Then there’s the obligatory mocking of our parent’s weddings by dressing “ironically” in a ill-fitted tux and sock hat with an improperly tied bow-tie. She’s in a white wedding gown that shows off a huge slutterfly tattoo on her shoulder. The father, unmoved, turns him down again and the wedding party happily dances off without the parents; a celebration of a mission accomplished.

It is anathema for the sociopath to ask the father what he can do to win approval. If he did, the daughter would probably lose interest as she purposefully chose to date a sociopath. The whole song is an inversion of truth: It is the sociopath who is rude, and trying to destroy love. It’s not a song about how much a young man loves a young woman. It’s a fantasy of telling fathers to go to Hell smuggled into a song about “the power of true love” and abusing the sanctity of marriage and family to do it.

Tah-dah! Magic!


10 thoughts on “The Bewitching Rudeness of Magic!

  1. Full disclosure. This content is stuff we worked on long before the tragedy that put me in a 24/7 in-patient situation learning how to do the basics all over again. I could share a lot more about this specific globally popular song, video and perception management schemes… but no one would believe it. It’s a waste of time and energy to try to introduce the obvious.

    It’s interesting that you’ve chosen this particular song since a lot of people have asked me to respond on the record this one during the last two weeks. I’ve stuttered some words about it, and then, tonight, someone has sent me your post.

    Cane – You’ve touched one of the surfaces of truth that is dangerous to the extent that it’s much deeper on more levels than the typical ‘news’ absorber is able to even try to grasp. It’s not that most men are not intelligent, it’s that men waste life being spoon fed scripted nonsense instead of doing what will affect the course of human events around the globe.

    Just remember that news is cheaper to produce than scripted fiction television. News is cheaper to produce than scripted reality television… and ‘news’ has millions of low-wage individuals ready to regurgitate the narratives they believe are true since their funding sources fed the audio, video, photos and words.

    Why did I mention ‘news’ here? Well, it’s because popular music has more influence than any of the news or sports or other nonsense you spend your time (time is currency) paying attention to (attention is currency). Whether YOU like the style of music that’s popular or not is irrelevant… It’s not about what you like, it’s about the fact that the music leads the whole world.

    I’ve chosen to work with thousands of people around the world each year. Regardless of which nation – the children are singing to and dancing to the same tunes. The target audience of this music: Females age six and up.

    Oh, and if you’re one of those in a ‘church’ telling me I’m going to hell because of the work I do in Hollywood… remember, the reasons you have no control in this “Hollywood” is that A. You’re a most important consumer of Hollywood and B. You’re not funding “Hollywood” and you’re not here working in it or leading it. You do what our teams scripted for you to do. It’s sad. You’ll keep up with those sports scores… Those of us that have chosen to lead stuff coming from here have filtered out a lot of what you’d call ‘evil’ but you’re too busy to understand, therefore you only complain.

  2. I’d never seen the video. Only heard the song a couple of times, which was problematic enough.

    The video puts it in an even worse light. Now I’m wondering if the girls I heard discussing the song had all seen the video.

    Gotta find that out.

  3. Okay, I asked D1 if she’d seen the video (we’re very early risers around here). She said no. She’s never seen it. But she says, “Mom, it’s a music video. Of course he’s dancing around and jamming with his band.”

    She continued to add that while it’s entirely credible that the couple was sleeping together before hand, what are the chances that a guy who would bother to ask a father’s permission would do that in such a blatantly disrespectful way; With his homies in the car, his hair uncombed, etc? In other words, we’re just old. LOL.

    But since we had an incident in our family that is very similar to the one the lyrics indicate, I asked her what she thought about that. She said that her cousin was wrong for running off and getting married and that she should have waited for her father’s blessing.

    Whew! I now feel like a little less of a failure as a mother. (j/k)

  4. @Elspeth

    As a fellow failure of a parent, let me encourage you not to let that stand in your way while you rub their nose in their conceit.

    She continued to add that while it’s entirely credible that the couple was sleeping together before hand, what are the chances that a guy who would bother to ask a father’s permission would do that in such a blatantly disrespectful way; With his homies in the car, his hair uncombed, etc?

    She’s missing the point of marketing and art in general. They picked the words they wanted to for a reason. They picked to shoot the video the way they did for a reason. And she’s doing what they want her to do: Imagining the scenario for real; how it would go down for her.

    A real boyfriend wouldn’t be dressed disrespectfully when he does that.

    Does what?

    Professes his love for her that is “so strong and real” he is ready to tell her father to go to Hell.

    Sometimes messages are unclear, or words are taken different than they are meant. That happens. We can also twist others words to express a lot of different things, and so we need to be sure we are trying to hear what artists, marketers, and propagandists are actually trying to tell us. We should not be gullible, or clean up their message to make it “safe” for ourselves to hear the dangerous message underneath.

    In other words, we’re just old. LOL.

    My kids try this too, and I laugh at them. “Tina and Liz, who do you think finds these bands? Who signs these bands to a contract? Who does the production work? Who designs their tee shirts? Who contracts a cover artist? Who arranges the video shoot? Who storyboards that video? Is it a bunch of kids out there? No. It’s adults. Sorry to burst your bubble but it’s a bunch of 30-60 year-old folks who tell you what is cool. So the question is: Why do you prefer what they tell you is cool over what I say, to whom God gave you? And if it’s 30-60 year-olds creating cool, on what grounds do we decide to take the word of a teenager–who has produced nothing cool–about what is and is not cool?”

    The immediate response is silent seething followed by sulking, but I’ve heard Tina tell her friends that exact same thing when they disparaged their uncool parents.

    That’s the stick side. On the carrot side, they get to introduce their friends to Wax Tailor

    or DJ Shadow

  5. I grew up in a rural culture of letting things decay, not fixing things, put old appliances on the front porch when new ones come, put old cars in the back hard on blocks when newer ones come….like that.

    But you reminded me with your commentary of one of the simplest little things, one of many over time, that changed my perspective.

    I was a bus boy at a Bob Evans restaurant in Chillicothe, OH. (the original capital and a place steeped in history , in case youve never heard of it, the base of the infamous Indian Tecumseh)I drove $200 cars that I kept running myself. On a sign in front of a car wash, next door to the Bob Evans, was the phrase “A clean car rides better and lasts longer”.

    It changed the way I viewed cars, desire for cars, etc. Funny tangent you sent me on

  6. @Empath

    t changed the way I viewed cars, desire for cars, etc. Funny tangent you sent me on

    Not tangential at all: You were wise, and kept your eyes peeled. Instruction on how to live is everywhere.

  7. Excellent work there…heard this for the first time on the radio today and went, “oh that’s the one Cane savaged!”

  8. Wow at first I thought this was a joke article but these comments showed me otherwise. Talk about failed parenting.

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