#696: 2012, Rufus Wainwright, Bitter Tears

by Charlie_East_West on May 23, 2013

This week, the House of Commons voted to allow gay marriage in England and Wales, despite 161 MPs opposing the government’s plans. A number of our politicians hardly covered themselves in glory over this legislation, with a number of notables putting their beliefs in the mumbo-jumbo Old Testament over 21st century demands for equality and civil liberty.

Here are three examples of the mind-bogglingly awful statements from some of our MPs on this debate:-

1. Philip Hammond: “I have just never felt that this is what we should be focusing on … There was no huge demand for this and we didn’t need to spend a lot of parliamentary time and upset vast numbers of people in order to do this.”

2. Simon Hughes: “I believe that marriage is ordained by God. I believe it is traditionally ordained by god to be between one man and one woman… for the creation of children.”

3. Sir Gerald Howarth: “I fear the playing field is not being levelled. I believe the pendulum is swinging so far the other way, and there are plenty in the aggressive homosexual community who see this as but a stepping stone to something even further.

Howarth’s comment was so bat-shit crazy, that #aggressivehomosexuals even trended for 24 hours on Twitter.

I now want to readdress this homophobic and religious nonsense. We will now feature some fantastic music from #geniushomosexuals, and begin our next Songs To Learn And Sing theme week.

The first artist in the #geniushomosexuals theme week is the exuberantly gifted Rufus Wainwright, and a track from his fantastic 2012 album Out of the Game called Bitter Tears. I am spoilt for choice on this album as Wainwright veers sharply from vaudeville, opera, chamber, rock, pop and even throws in a few bagpipes for good measure.

It is a wonderful piece of work. Wainwright makes the whole thing sound a lush, giddy, late 1970’s composition with the usual trademarks of bittersweet lyrics, louche manners and self absorption.

Bitter Tears as a song should not really work. It could have ended up like a Take That/Stuart Price pop banger, but instead, it sounds like a hybrid between Euro pop at its best, and classical fairground music. As the BBC review stated, “the whole thing sounds like an Elizabethan shindig under a giant glitterball.

It is a slice of genius, and features the most wonderful lyrics, to which anyone who has ever hurt, lost, or just had a bloody awful day can relate to:-

“Driving at the crack of dawn
Looking away trying to hide my bloodshot eyes
I’m just discussing with the morning
Still discussing with the morning
And it’s gonna be O.K.
Yeah it’s gonna be just fine”

This is a worthy first entry into our #geniushomosexuals theme week, and unlike the words of Sir Gerald Howarth, I commend this song to the house.

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