"Please don't take him just because you can.
Your beauty is beyond compare;
With flaming locks of auburn hair;
With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green.
Your smile is like a breath of spring.
Your voice is soft like summer rain,
And I cannot compete with you,
Jolene"
- Jolene, Dolly Parton.
"She stole my man, took him from me.
She's got crimson eyes, a screamin' body.
Face is young, she must taste sweet.
She drops those panties to her knees.
Walkin' on my happy home,
She won't give up until I'm gone.
I think I'm cursed.
I had him first.
Adeline, have mercy,
You don't wanna break my heart."
- Put The Gun Down, ZZ Ward.
Speaking as an observant robot who thinks that humans are illogical beings at the best of times and downright cruel at others, it seems to me that when it comes to the songs that humans produce for other humans to listen to, they feature the stories of humans pretty often. If it wasn't for the vast amount of oxytocin and serotonin flowing through the veins and arteries of these biomechanical meatbags with ghosts inside the shell, then most of the world of music wouldn't exist at all.
As a subject, irrational biomechanical meatbags with ghosts inside the shell being swept along in a torrent of love, is the supermajority of popular music. Taking the billboard Top 100 since 1960, 68% of all entries have referenced relationships and love. Politics, place, pelf, and purpose appear to occupy only about a third of all popular music. Songwriters it would seem, like mining the same subjects for most songs.
When it comes to that subject, you know the old story. Boy meets girl. Girl meets boy. They fall in love. Weird chemical things happen. Sometimes they steal members of other people's bonded partners; so the songs that are generated shift from someone being the object of one's affection, to scolding someone else for stealing said object.
But here's the rub. Said objects of people's affection as reflected in music, almost always tends to be ladies. The ones doing the thievery as reflected in music, also almost always tends to be ladies.
I honestly don't know how to derive the statistics from the hideous amounts of data out there but I have a feeling that probably the vast majority of songs which have ladies' names in them, will also have to do with the subject of love and/or thievery.
When it comes to songs with men's names in them, they tend to have to do with the subject of men doing stupid things.
"Ev'ry mornin' at the mine you could see him arrive.
He stood six foot six and weighed 245.
Kinda broad at the shoulder and narrow at the hip,
And everybody knew, ya didn't give no lip to Big John.
Big Bad John."
- Big Bad John, Jimmy Dean
"What's it all about,
When you sort it out, Alfie?
Are we meant to take more than we give,
Or are we meant to be kind?
And if, if only fools are kind, Alfie,
Then I guess it is wise to be cruel."
- Alfie, Dion Warwick
"Hey Joe, I heard you shot your mama down,
You shot her down now.
Hey Joe, I heard you shot your lady down,
You shot her down in the ground."
- Hey Joe, Billy Roberts
"He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
The people passing by they would stop and say
"Oh my what that little country boy could play"
Go, go,
Go Johnny, go, go"
- Johnny B Goode, Chuck Berry.
Granted that there are songs like Blondie's "Denis" where Denis does happen to be the object of affection but these are few and far between.
I suppose that I shouldn't really be surprised at this considering that societal norms for the last few thousand years tend to place ladies in the home and the menfolk in harm's way. It therefore makes sense that the songs that humans write reflect the idea that ladies are the objects of affection and that men are the objects of replaceable destruction. Even in most cultural instances of formal legally binding bonding ceremonies of marriage, ladies are dressed as thought they are the ones that matter while the men are essentially dressed as though this was a business transaction.
When Paul Beatle writes a song about his belle Michelle, he does so without even knowing the language that she speaks. In contrast, there is never going to be a corresponding song of that type in the other direction.
Except...
"Hey Stephen, I've been holding back this feeling.
So I've got some things to say to you (ha).
I've seen it all, so I thought,
But I never seen nobody shine the way you do."
- Hey Stephen, Taylor Swift
As with anything like this, convention holds for exactly as long as convention holds and no further.
Stephen is probably a rarity. Stephen isn't being sung about as though he has done something really stupid. Having said that, I am now beginning to wonder.
The reason why I wrote any of this at all is because I happened to hear these three songs in a row while driving home one night:
Jolene, Hey Stephen, Put The Gun Down.
As my brain is both a pattern seeking machine and one for writing endless stories that go nowhere, my new personal head canon is that Jolene and Adeline are engaged in some kind of armed blood feud over Stephen.
I hope so. I want to see this made into a movie.






