Feel Like Makin'...
Something you may not know about me-I am sort of a classic rock junkie. I love classic rock radio stations, and I am particularly fond of 1970’s power-rock (I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, at times my taste in music is questionable). Well, one of my favorite songs from that era is the power-ballad, “Feel Like Makin’ Love” by Bad Company. I was reminded how much I loved this song a couple of weeks ago, when I had the chance to sing it with one of my musical heros (along with another one of my favorite songs from that era, “Let it Bleed”, but I digress). The thing that I have always found endearing about this song is the dichotomy between the songs verses and its chorus. For those of you who don’t know the song, the lyrics are as follows:
Baby, when I think about you
I think about love
Darlin’, don’t live without you
And your love
If I had those golden dreams
Of my yesterdays
I would wrap you in the heaven
’till I’m dyin’ on the way
Feel like makin’
Feel like makin’ love
Feel like makin’ love to you
Baby, if I think about you
I think about love
Darlin’ if I live without you
I live without love
If I had the sun and moon
I would give you both night and day
Of satisfyn’
Feel like makin’
Feel like makin’ love
Feel like makin love to you
And if I had those golden dreams
Of my yesterdays
I would wrap you in the heaven
’til I’m dyin’ on the way
Feel like makin’ love
Feel like makin’ love
(repeat many times)
Feel like makin’ love to you
So, as you can see, the song starts out very sweet. It seems, at first, to be a song about how much the writer loves his significant other. He would give her anything, do anything for her and fears that he would not be able to live in a world without her love. Almost brings a tear to your eye. But, after the first verse, the power guitar starts pounding, and the singer sings about how he “feels like makin’ love”. For a long time, I was really skeptical about this song. It seemed to me that the singer was feeding the recipient of this song a bunch of lines in order to get her in to bed. In fact, I often wondered how many times Paul Rodgers crooned this ditty to women whilst on the road in order to get them in to bed (I’ll be honest with you, if someone sang this song to me, I am not sure I’d be able to say no). But, I listened to the song again this morning, and I have decided that I do not think there is an ulterior motive behind this song. I now think that is truly a declaration of love, recorded the most honest way a man could. Whatever the song does or does not mean, I still love it, and I probably always will. I wonder if it is inappropriate to have the lyrics, “feel like makin’ love” in a wedding song…
Baby, when I think about you
I think about love
Darlin’, don’t live without you
And your love
If I had those golden dreams
Of my yesterdays
I would wrap you in the heaven
’till I’m dyin’ on the way
Feel like makin’
Feel like makin’ love
Feel like makin’ love to you
Baby, if I think about you
I think about love
Darlin’ if I live without you
I live without love
If I had the sun and moon
I would give you both night and day
Of satisfyn’
Feel like makin’
Feel like makin’ love
Feel like makin love to you
And if I had those golden dreams
Of my yesterdays
I would wrap you in the heaven
’til I’m dyin’ on the way
Feel like makin’ love
Feel like makin’ love
(repeat many times)
Feel like makin’ love to you
So, as you can see, the song starts out very sweet. It seems, at first, to be a song about how much the writer loves his significant other. He would give her anything, do anything for her and fears that he would not be able to live in a world without her love. Almost brings a tear to your eye. But, after the first verse, the power guitar starts pounding, and the singer sings about how he “feels like makin’ love”. For a long time, I was really skeptical about this song. It seemed to me that the singer was feeding the recipient of this song a bunch of lines in order to get her in to bed. In fact, I often wondered how many times Paul Rodgers crooned this ditty to women whilst on the road in order to get them in to bed (I’ll be honest with you, if someone sang this song to me, I am not sure I’d be able to say no). But, I listened to the song again this morning, and I have decided that I do not think there is an ulterior motive behind this song. I now think that is truly a declaration of love, recorded the most honest way a man could. Whatever the song does or does not mean, I still love it, and I probably always will. I wonder if it is inappropriate to have the lyrics, “feel like makin’ love” in a wedding song…
posted by Rook @ 9:17 AM
2 Comments:
At 11:35 AM,
Double A Ron said…
you apologize to your father about a conversation re: urinals and urinal cakes but yet you post a song about fucking and deem it one of your favs?!?
At 12:29 PM,
Rook said…
"The monkeys, they don't a-doit. The monkeys, they makea looooove..."
The song is about making love monks. And that is how each of us were brought in to the world. By love-making. It is a natural and beautiful thing. I was appologizing to my pops about the part of the conversation where you thought urinal cakes should smell like pussy. That, my dear friend, even offended me.
On that note-you don't always have to fuck her hard, in fact sometimes thats not right to do. Sometimes you've got to make some love, and fucking give her some smooches too!
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