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Song of the Month | Martha Wainwright

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Martha Wainwright is one of those artists that I genuinely don’t know how I didn’t find out about them sooner. I knew of her and that she was basically from musical royalty but any more than that was a mystery to me.

She remained this way, a name on my list of artists to listen to when I get the time, until my friend talked to me about her desert island discs and mentioned ‘Bloody Mother Fucking Assholes’ by Wainwright.

BMFA is a three-minute release of introverted rage sung in the most delicate way. The song was written to annoy her father, folk singer and actor Loudon Wainwright III, as Wainwright says “for most of my childhood Loudon talked to me in song, which is a bit of a shitty thing to do”.

If the title alone hasn’t drawn you in the opening line is the beautiful “poetry has no place for a heart that’s a whore”. That’s just stunning.

Lyrics:

Poetry is no place for a heart that’s a whore
And I’m young & I’m strong
But I feel old & tired
Overfired

And I’ve been poked & stoked
It’s all smoke, there’s no more fire
Only desire
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are

You say my time here has been some sort of joke
That I’ve been messing around
Some sort of incubating period
For when I really come around
I’m cracking up
And you have no idea

No idea how it feels to be on your own
In your own home
with the fucking phone
And the mother of gloom
In your bedroom
Standing over your head
With her hand in your head
With her hand in your head

I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I’m all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth

Oh I wish I wish I wish I was born a man
So I could learn how to stand up for myself
Like those guys with guitars
I’ve been watching in bars
Who’ve been stamping their feet to a different beat
To a different beat
To a different beat

I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I’m all right for you
When all I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth
To do everything in truth

You bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole
Oh you bloody…

I will not pretend
I will not put on a smile
I will not say I’m all right for you
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are

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