If
you’ve turned on the radio recently, and gone to a pop music station, it’s very
likely that you’ve heard the song “Stereo Hearts” by Gym Class Heroes ft. Adam
Levine. If you haven’t, you can find it here.
I’m not here to argue about whether the song is a good song (although, I must
admit it is pretty darn catchy). Instead, I’m going to focus on the motifs and
metaphors that the singers employ throughout this song.
Most
of the song focuses on the idea that the artist is literally a boombox, or a
record. Which is kind of cool, and the comparison makes sense. I can understand
how a famous musician might begin to feel that’s all he or she is – merely a jukebox
used for the entertainment of others. I like where it’s going right now, and it
seems that I may be getting a little more depth from pop music than I’m used to
getting.
Then
the verse starts up, and my hope begins to wane slightly. The speaker opens
with “If I was just another dusty record on the shelf, would you blow me off
and play me like everybody else?” Analyzing these lyrics, I’m not sure whether
the speaker’s audience can really make a positive choice in this situation. At
first, it may seem to be a good thing to blow the dust off of an old record and
play it as though it were new, like every other record. However, the terms
“blow me off” and “play me” have gained a negative connotation in recent times.
To the uninformed, they mean to ignore someone, or manipulate/use someone for
one’s own gain respectively.
The
good interpretation implies that “everybody else” refers to other records, but
this more negative interpretation hints that it actually refers to other women
(and perhaps men) in the speaker’s past. This interpretation of “play[ing]” the speaker is bolstered
when a little later he says, “the last girl that played me left a couple
cracks.” “Playing,” here, seems to be the more negative, manipulative version,
rather than a positive version. But if this is the case, the only other option
the speaker has given the audience is to leave it on the shelf gathering dust.
Surely this isn’t a positive option either.
The
speaker asking if the listener could manage to “scratch [his] back” only
further confuses the interpretation. Scratching a record is cool for a DJ, and
usually pretty loved by audiences, but tends to damage the record itself pretty
badly. However, scratching a human’s back usually has a positive connotation;
it’s a helpful task that isn’t easy to manage by oneself. In addition, this is
the kind of thing that leads “skipping tracks” that he mentions in the very
next line.
It
seems to perhaps be a poorly constructed motif at this point, but I still hold
out hope. It could just be really complex, and require more thought. I do like
the little fake skip that happens in the very next line, literalizing the fact
that there are scars that he holds from past loves and cementing in the record
metaphor even more. In addition, the hopeless romantic in me can’t help but
like the idea that the speaker’s “heart is a stereo that only plays for you.”
The only time he is truly able to make music, truly able to fulfill his purpose
as a musician is when it is for the listener. There’s something beautiful about
that I just can’t deny.
I
start to lose that thin thread of hope during the next verse. The next cutesy
comparisons to an old boombox (or ghetto-blaster as slang once named them),
don’t really connect back to any sort of good picture at all. If he’s the
boombox and she has to “carry him around wherever she walks” it sounds like a
pretty lopsided relationship. This is only the beginning. Later, the speaker
makes sure that the listener “won’t be mad” when she has to completely
financially support him. Of course, he says it a little differently – “when she
has to purchase mad d batteries.” (again, in case you don’t know, “mad” = a lot
of)
So,
overall, this song disappoints me again. As does most pop music, but let’s be
real, none of us really listen to pop music for the content. This song does
have some nice turns of phrase, and the general cramming in of metaphors and
wink-inducing lines do give it some merit. Unfortunately, it’s just not really
well crafted enough for me to rejoice.
BONUS: Jason Derulo’s “It Girl” also doesn’t seem to know how to use clichéd metaphors very well. "25 to life" is
a well known phrase used in a legal setting, when sentencing a convicted
criminal to prison time. Something about comparing that to marriage with a
woman whom you claim to love dearly just rubs me the wrong way.