I admire the precision of Andre Dubus III. He uses words I know very little about. "Motor oil," "oarlock," "roadhouse," "chicken wire." He pays attention to sensory detail. At the bar, a face appears just inches from the side of my own. Dark whiskers and crooked teeth. Narrow eyes and waxy skin, though in the dim neon of this roadhouse it's hard to see clearly. He's staring at what I'm wearing, which is a cheap Bermuda shirt, black with bright tiny oarlocks. I am sunburned and windblown. I am wearing eyeglasses. Maybe I look to him like some lawyer on vacation, or some other man whose profession allows him to rent boats, then come to this bar in a clearing up the hill from town where the tourists are not supposed to go.... The man's face is in a sneer and I can smell him--cigarette smoke and motor oil. He's leaning so close that his shoulder is just beginning to touch mine. He says, "Nice fuckin' shirt." He is c...
A third music video I enjoy is for Beyonce's "Love on Top." The words in this song are every bit as inane as the material for Janet Jackson's "Miss You Much." Beyonce is expressing joy because she realizes she has become someone's number one priority. "You're the one I NEED! You're the only one I see." That's all. *If this is in dialogue with Janet Jackson--and most pop writing *is* a response to Janet Jackson--then there are important shifts to consider. Janet, in "Miss You Much," is somewhat childlike. By contrast, Beyonce is imagined as someone in control. It's Beyonce who says, "Bring the beat in." It's Beyonce who says, absurdly, "Cut!" (She starts and ends the video.) *It's interesting to me that this song--a love song--has a video that never shows the "love object." We don't see the love story unfolding. Instead, in the video, the main drama comes from the way that Bey...