Amongst Women Only
Momus Lyrics


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And when she left me I felt no jealousy
For company I had this fantasy
I imagined her without me in ecstasy
Alone or amongst women only

When she arouses herself to her crisis herself
She tries to touch the centre that comprises herself
She sees the shapes that fantasy devises for her
She feels beneath her finger how it rises for her
Pleasure approaches, she surprises herself
When she arouses herself to her crisis herself

For my clumsy butter fingers she abandoned me
And all my brutal masculinity
Now I like to think of her forgetting me utterly
Abandoning herself much more skillfully

When she arouses herself to her crisis herself
She tries to touch the centre that comprises herself
She sees the shapes that fantasy devises for her
She feels beneath her finger how it rises for her
Pleasure approaches, she surprises herself
When she arouses herself to her crisis herself

Torn away from Kansas like some Dorothy
In a Wizard of Oz become pornography
Maybe she'll land on Lesbos and discover Sapphic tendencies
In harems full of Eastern promiscuity

When she arouses herself to her crisis herself
She tries to touch the centre that comprises herself
She sees the shapes that fantasy devises for her
She feels beneath her finger how it rises for her
Pleasure approaches, she surprises herself
When she arouses herself to her crisis herself

"I could go on for hours ..... "

And when she left me I felt no jealousy
For company I had this fantasy




I imagined her without me in ecstasy
Alone or amongst women only

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Momus's song "Amongst Women Only" explore the singer's feelings after a breakup with a woman. The singer admits to having no feelings of jealousy and instead has fantasies about the woman exploring her sexuality alone or with other women. He imagines her experiencing pleasure and reaching her own climax without him, which he finds liberating. The singer also suggests that the woman left him because of his "clumsy butter fingers" and "brutal masculinity," and he now wishes for her to forget him altogether and embrace her own sexual desires.


Line by Line Meaning

And when she left me I felt no jealousy
I didn't feel jealous when she left me.


For company I had this fantasy
I had a fantasy that kept me company.


I imagined her without me in ecstasy
I pictured her feeling pleasure without me.


Alone or amongst women only
Either by herself or with other women only.


When she arouses herself to her crisis herself
When she reaches the peak of her feeling on her own.


She tries to touch the centre that comprises herself
She attempts to connect with her innermost self.


She sees the shapes that fantasy devises for her
She visualizes things created by her imagination.


She feels beneath her finger how it rises for her
She experiences pleasure building up.


Pleasure approaches, she surprises herself
As pleasure builds, she's taken aback by her feelings.


For my clumsy butter fingers she abandoned me
She left me because of my ineptitude.


And all my brutal masculinity
My persona of being strong and tough.


Now I like to think of her forgetting me utterly
I prefer to imagine her completely forgetting me.


Abandoning herself much more skillfully
She's finding pleasure and enjoyment on her own more capably.


Torn away from Kansas like some Dorothy
She was taken away from a familiar place like Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz.


In a Wizard of Oz become pornography
She could experience a journey that becomes perverse like The Wizard of Oz in adult films.


Maybe she'll land on Lesbos and discover Sapphic tendencies
Perhaps she'll go to Lesbos and realize she's attracted to women.


In harems full of Eastern promiscuity
In enticing and sexually permissive Eastern harem-like environments.


I could go on for hours .....
I have many more imaginative scenarios I could come up with.




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stellabelle

This is fascinating. I especially like the fact that Momus enjoyed being "reviewed" by Betty Page and his admission of not being around others with strict moral codes. I love both Betty and Momus, what wonderfully opposing characters they present. As a woman, I used to be fascinated by male fantasies. At the present moment, sexual fantasies seem like a colossal waste of time. Now I prefer to live in my own fantasy world where men are devoid of fantasies, and in fact they carry giant lollies.

ARTtheFACT

Nick these videos of yours are really amazing. This one in particular is a true gem. It's such a pity that the audio goes out of sync, maybe it's just a problem of formats (pal/ntsc) with your "digitizing gadget" or with the software you use. Anyway priceless stuff. Thank you by heart.

Schizopantheist

Ah "... I'd drag the textbook to my room, stare at diagrams of musculature until my mother said goodnight, then by flashlight I'd find my dog-eared Havelock Ellis, real life stories of every kind of fetish: shoe sniffing, grown men in diapers, animals, paedophiles, necrophilia. By day I'd study the postman or the butcher hoping they'd betray some hidden desire, or the boy in my class who sometimes stared back when Mr. Ormanati touched the curve of the female reproductive system with his pointer"

MJR

I loved The Ultraconformist, i got that from Tower Records on High Street Ken. I loved Hippapotamomus, i got that from Our Price on High Street Ken. I seduced someone to Dull Documentary. Good job nick.

xishimarux

So awesome.

LukeDGuy

what song is that at the very beginning? when he's introducing himself

LukeDGuy

@momasu apologies, i only saw this now, but thank you! i should've known from the name of the documentary haha

momasu

https://youtu.be/1hzBS6s8_gg

_Sivard _

Momus is the hipsters Bowie

Sam Archer

I was interested to find this. As a young artist myself who puts male sexuality, perversity, and masculinity under a microscope, while I am discussing things that are shocking they are shocking because most men would never talk about this so explicitly. I accept that many women will find my work distasteful because they have experienced the toxicity of this. When I was living as a man publishing under a man's name I was conscious of my work perhaps failing to expose the critical questions I was exploring, and perhaps being extremely unpleasant to read. Ultimately though I'm a small person in woman's clothes who gets along with women much better than men, and it is strange that people take my work at such bare face value when I'm an artist who's purpose is to create personas and fictions. I come across careers in my country (America) where people seem more interested in selling their lives than their art, so I wonder if my masks will undo me. But I'm not personally defensive about any of this, mainly because I partially live as a woman and I have a better understanding of what my art means.

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