Pony Up: Make Love to the Judges with Your Eyes

plenty of all-girl bands like Pony Up in the '90s, and most of them were worse. Lots on K Records, especially—the worse ones, I mean—where cutie-pie feminism too coy to choose sides was met more than halfway by a scene that cherished amateurism as the ultimate in political principle. But while those forebears flaunted their arrested development, this Montreal quartet has quickly outgrown the charming shuffle and wheedle of its 2005 self-titled EP. For sure, this year's "I've never felt more alone/Than when I'm in your arms" is no more mature (or original) a sentiment than last's "Oh Matthew Modine/We want to be your blowjob queen." But as Sarah Moundroukas plinks her pert guitar bits around and between Laura Wills's moody piano runs, and as each of the four small voices finds its individual nook within the oblong harmonies, these acoustic(ish) plaints sound more crisply defined.


More womanly too. Whether they like it or not, Pony Up's sexual segregation implicitly challenges the gender-blending of other Montreal bands like Arcade Fire and the Dears. Yet the lyric sheet reveals little spite, or even blame, directed either inward or outward—just a series of thwarted attempts at communication between the sexes, with all the ordinary frustrations ("I'll wait for you to move/Make the first move/But you never do"), ordinary misperceptions ("Now I only feel good/Why can't you believe?"), and ordinary self-deceptions ("This is me without charm/What possible harm could I do?") Then again, that printed word is an incomplete guide to the sensibility, both low key and minor key, that pulses with sullen, adorable venom throughout. When their voices collide to sing, "You know that I could eat you alive," the shared desire sounds not just vicious and sexy and cute but also deeply sad. The group's tiny tunes and modest fillips are so persistent and resilient, I almost believe that these flimsy devices can keep such post-adolescent melancholy at bay indefinitely. They can't, of course. That's what bands are for, and that's why sometimes they shouldn't have boys in 'em.

I JUST WANT TO MAKE LOVE TO YOU

Recorded on January 10, 1964, released in the US on England's Newest Hit Makers in 1964
Vocals: Mick Jagger Electric Guitar: Keith Richards Harmonica: Brian Jones Bass: Bill Wyman Drums: Charlie Watts Tambourine: Mick Jagger (?) or Brian Jones (?)

I JUST WANT TO MAKE LOVE TO YOU
(Dixon)

I don't want you be no slave
I don't want you work all day
I don't want 'cause I'm sad and blue
I just want to make love to you, baby
Love to you, baby
Love to you, baby
Love to you

I don't want you cook my bread
I don't want you make my bed
I don't want your money too
I just want to make love to you, baby
Love to you, baby
Love to you, baby
Love to you

Well I can tell by the way that you twitch and walk
See by the way that you baby talk
Know by the way that you treat your man
I can love you, baby, till the night train

I don't want you wash my clothes
I don't want you leave the home
I don't want 'cause I'm sad and blue
I just want to make love to you, baby
Love to you, baby
Love to you, baby
Love to you

Yeah

I don't want you wash my clothes
I don't want you leave the home
I don't want 'cause I'm sad and blue
I just want to make love to you, baby
Love to you, baby
Love to you, baby
Sweet love to you, baby
Love to you, baby
I just wanna make love to you, baby
Love to you, baby
Love to you, baby
Love to you
I just, I just want ot make love to you, baby
I just want to make love

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Intimate ways to ask partner to make love

Dear Alice,

I would like to know intimate way of asking for sex, instead of saying, "let's make love." We don't seem to have many phrases in English.



Dear Reader,

It seems that the English language has many more slang terms than intimate phrases to ask for sex. "Sex" can also be interpreted to mean many different things. However, what's intimate to one person may not necessarily be intimate to the next. And, what is said, and how it is said, may vary depending on if you are with a new partner or in a long- term relationship. Some people are turned on when asked, "do you want to do it?" or "do you want to get some nookie?" Others prefer phrases that they consider to be more romantic or sexy, such as asking their partner, "do you want to make love?" or telling him or her, "I want to feel you." Some couples make up their own language to communicate and ask for what they want. Other couples may learn a few phrases in various languages to spice up their sex life, turn one another on, or sound more exotic ?just think of how many languages there are in this world ?try a little French, Italian, Japanese, Turkish, Portuguese, or some Spanish for starters.

Whatever you say, try to be clear. To avoid an uncomfortable situation, it's important that you and your partner communicate specifically about what both of you want, and don't want, to do. Asking permission and getting consent are a vital part of this interaction.

If you are not sure about whether or not there is mutual consent, keep the following in mind:

Consent means two (or more) people deciding together to do the same thing, at the same time, in the same way, with each other.
No means no, maybe means no, and silence is not consent (if you ask someone if s/he wants to have sex and s/he says nothing, that is not consent).
Consent must be given freely and not under pressure. If you convince someone to do something, they may not be freely consenting. Asking for sex is on a spectrum with begging, cajoling, and/or manipulating.
Consent can be withdrawn at any time.
Consent to one sexual behavior does not imply consent to other types of activities.

Perhaps you might say to your partner, "I would really love to _____ (for example, "kiss your ear, breast, thigh? whatever"). Do you want me to?" Or, "It would really turn me on to ______. Would you like to try it?" Being specific with your partner about what you want to do with one another can be erotic and prevent a non-consensual experience, as well as the possibility for disappointment if one partner is thinking of something different from the other.

Alice

How to make love to a ghost

Sunday morning, while dreaming, I began receiving messages from the other world. They covered matters of etiquette when interacting with the dead, and even offered glimpses of what the spirit life is like:

Do not accept food from a ghost.
Do not make love to a ghost, even if she is your wife.
Don’t ask ghosts questions about time. They don’t understand them.
Fill your eyes with tears. That is how a ghost sees.
These messages were conveyed clearly, and with authority. Although I knew their origin, I was not afraid. So matter-of-fact was my acceptance that I began framing what I was learning within a normal workday context. Specifically, I realized that these messages made the perfect Tweets.

For while Twitter may reduce the immense possibilities of communication to single-line banalities of 140 characters or less, it is paradoxically the perfect vehicle for distilling and broadcasting profound, irrational truths, such as those the dead share with us while we dream.

This dream also involved Robert Benchley and so many cartoonish implausibilities that it is possible that the messages I received came only from my own mind. But is that not equally infinite?

(The dream’s plot involved a luxury cruiser, torpedoed in World War II. Benchley, urbane in middle age, piloted a series of unlikely rescue vehicles, including a school bus that somehow managed to navigate the ocean and deftly avoid smacking into large chunks of wreckage. It was night, and raining, and black and white. A young Michael Keaton, who was sometimes a young Jack Nicholson, also played a role in the endless and pungently fraught narrative.)

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