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Scott Bradlee has long had a love/hate relationship with pop music.
Growing up as an aspiring jazz pianist, Scott was not interested in listening to anything that might appeal to those that he deemed to possess a less than refined palette of musical taste. This willful ignorance continued for some time; it was not until he began making YouTube videos (and subsequently receiving requests for modern pop songs) that Scott decided to drop his preconceived notions and examine contemporary pop with an open mind.
What he found is that, despite his initial aversion to the stuff Scott was hearing, he was unable to truly categorize this as “bad music” without first defining a set of arbitrary, culturally-defined criteria. Furthermore, the fact that such a rigorous vetting process exists for the output of major labels indicated that these songs and artists certainly RESONATED with the culture of our times–no easy feat, in and of itself. As a relentless devil’s advocate, Scott then found that by simply altering the context of such songs, he could find quite a bit of artistic merit inside of them.
His goal with Postmodern Jukebox is to get his audience to think of songs not as rigid, ephemeral objects, but like malleable globs of silly putty. Songs can be twisted, shaped, and altered without losing their identities–just as we grow, age, and expire without losing ours–and it is through this exploration that the gap between “high” and “low” art can be bridged most readily.
He wants to contribute to the pop music lexicon in the best way that he can.
He wants to encourage others to push the boundaries of genres, and give them the tools to do so.
He wants to create an alternate universe of popular song.
Blurred Lines
Scott Bradlee & Postmodern Jukebox Lyrics
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If you can't hear, what I'm trying say
If you can't read, from the same page
Maybe I'm going deaf maybe I'm going blind
Maybe I'm out of my mind
OK, now he was close
But you're an animal
Baby, it's in your nature
Just let me liberate you
You don't need no papers
That man is not your mate
And that's why I'm going good girl!
I know you want it i know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good girl! Can't let it get past me
Me fall from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines!
I know you want it i know you want it
I know you want it
But you're a good girl! The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty go ahead, get at me
What do they make dreams for
When you got them jeans on
What do we need steam for
You the hottest guy in this place!
I feel so lucky you wanna hug me
What rhymes with hug me? Hey!
OK, now he was close
Tried to domesticate you
But you're an animal
Baby, it's in your nature
Just let me liberate you
You don't need no papers
That man is not your mate
Shake your rump get down
Get up do it like it hurt
What, you don't like work?
Shake your rump get down
Get up do it like it hurt
What, you don't like work?
Shake your rump get down
Get up do it like it hurt
What, you don't like work?
One thing I ask of you
Let me be the one you that
Cut that grass for you
From Malibu to Paris, boo
Yeah, I had a girl, but she ain't bad as you
So hit me up when you pass through
I'll give you something big enough to
Share a glass or two
Swag on, even when you dress casual
I mean it's almost unbearable
In a hundred years not dare, would I
Pull a Pharside let you pass me by
Nothing like your last guy
He too square for you
He don't slap that face and
Pull your hair like that
So I just watch and wait for you to salute
But you didn't pick
Not many women can refuse this pimpin'
I'm a nice guy
And that's why I'm going take a good girl
I know you want it i know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good girl! Can't let it get past me
Me fall from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines!
I know you want it i know you want it
I know you want it
But you're a good girl! The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty go ahead, get at me
The lyrics of Scott Bradley & Postmodern Jukebox's song "Blurred Lines" can be interpreted as a conversation between two people, with one person trying to assert their attraction and desire for the other. The repetition of "I know you want it" suggests a persistent pursuit, while the line "If you can't hear, what I'm trying say, if you can't read from the same page" alludes to a lack of understanding or miscommunication between the two individuals. The lyrics also touch upon themes of liberation and breaking free from societal norms, as indicated by phrases like "Just let me liberate you" and "That man is not your mate."
The song seems to challenge conventional notions of relationships and embraces a more liberated and self-expressive attitude. However, the lyrics can be controversial as they have been criticized for promoting objectification and blurred lines of consent.
Line by Line Meaning
Everybody get up
Everyone, please stand up and pay attention
If you can't hear, what I'm trying say
If you can't understand my message
If you can't read, from the same page
If you can't comprehend the same ideas
Maybe I'm going deaf maybe I'm going blind
Perhaps I am losing my ability to perceive
Maybe I'm out of my mind
Perhaps I am experiencing some madness
OK, now he was close
Alright, now he was getting near
Tried to domesticate you
Attempted to make you tame and obedient
But you're an animal
Yet you possess wild and primal instincts
Baby, it's in your nature
Darling, it's part of who you truly are
Just let me liberate you
Allow me to set you free
You don't need no papers
You don't require any legal documents
That man is not your mate
That man is not your true partner
And that's why I'm going good girl!
That's why I'm pursuing you, good girl!
I know you want it i know you want it
I am aware that you desire it
You're a good girl! Can't let it get past me
You're a virtuous woman! I can't let this opportunity slip away
Me fall from plastic
I refuse to succumb to superficiality
Talk about getting blasted
Discussing the act of excessive partying
I hate these blurred lines!
I despise the unclear boundaries and contradictions
But you're a good girl! The way you grab me
However, you're an innocent woman! The way you hold onto me
Must wanna get nasty go ahead, get at me
You must desire something more explicit, so go ahead and approach me
What do they make dreams for
Why are dreams created
When you got them jeans on
When you're wearing those jeans
What do we need steam for
Why do we need steam
You the hottest guy in this place!
You are the most attractive person here
I feel so lucky you wanna hug me
I feel fortunate that you desire to embrace me
What rhymes with hug me? Hey!
What other words can rhyme with 'hug me'? Hey!
Shake your rump get down
Move your buttocks and dance energetically
Get up do it like it hurt
Get up and perform as if it causes you pain
What, you don't like work?
Don't you enjoy exerting effort?
One thing I ask of you
There is one thing I request from you
Let me be the one you that
Allow me to be the only person who
Cut that grass for you
Mow the lawn on your behalf
From Malibu to Paris, boo
From Malibu to Paris, my dear
Yeah, I had a girl, but she ain't bad as you
Yeah, I had a girlfriend, but she is not as amazing as you
So hit me up when you pass through
Contact me when you are in the area
I'll give you something big enough to
I will provide you with something significant enough to
Share a glass or two
Enjoy a drink or two together
Swag on, even when you dress casual
Embrace your style and confidence, even when dressed informally
I mean it's almost unbearable
I mean it's nearly intolerable
In a hundred years not dare, would I
I would not dare to do it in a hundred years
Pull a Pharside let you pass me by
Let an opportunity slip away like a Pharside reference
Nothing like your last guy
Completely different from your previous partner
He too square for you
He is too conventional for you
He don't slap that face and
He doesn't playfully hit your face and
Pull your hair like that
Pull your hair in that manner
So I just watch and wait for you to salute
So I merely observe and anticipate your acknowledgment
But you didn't pick
But you didn't choose
Not many women can refuse this pimpin'
Not many women can decline this charisma
I'm a nice guy
I am a kind and respectful individual
And that's why I'm going take a good girl
That's why I am determined to pursue a decent woman
I know you want it i know you want it
I am certain that you desire it
You're a good girl! Can't let it get past me
You're a virtuous woman! I cannot let this opportunity slip away
Me fall from plastic
I refuse to succumb to superficiality
Talk about getting blasted
Discussing the act of excessive partying
I hate these blurred lines!
I despise the unclear boundaries and contradictions
But you're a good girl! The way you grab me
However, you're an innocent woman! The way you hold onto me
Must wanna get nasty go ahead, get at me
You must desire something more explicit, so go ahead and approach me
Lyrics © Regard Music
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@vinayrao3273
How did she keep up that tempo without missing a breath? Fantastic! The Banjo player lives for renditions like this.
@freighter1097
I'd say practice.
@GuntherRommel
I love how the banjo player is just ROCKING. THE. HELL. OUT. He lives for moments like this.
@docwitacock
You mean the violen player
@twolaneroad
You can get somebody to fake country violin but you can’t get somebody to fake banjo....
@timcampbell921
You're right. I don't think he gets out much. He's usually playing ragtime jazz music with his buddies too. Blurred line between it and Bluegrass it seems.
@andrewroberts8139
It's physically impossible not to be cheerful when Robyn Adele Anderson is singing
@Metaspace2
Time to watch this again. It is amazing what Robyn can do with just with her eyes.
@talthan
shame she cant afford clothes.
@Palmstar125
That's the happiest violin player in the world.