Tuesday, 10 January 2012

The Velvet Underground - Venus in Furs

As my first ever post on this blog, I'll be posting about one of my favourite songs at the moment, and probably one of the best I've ever heard. Also, because this is the first post on this wonderfully marvelous and trippy band, I'll be doing a bit of a 'background info' type of thing on them.

The Velvet Underground was a pioneering experimental rock band from New York City first active from 1965 to 1973. Its best-known lineup consisted of vocalist/guitarist Lou Reed, bassist/violist John Cale, guitarist Sterling Morrison and drummer Maureen Tucker. The band also collaborated with Nico for their debut album in 1967, under the supervision of producer and pop artist Andy Warhol.

Some see The Velvet Underground as being a bridge between the pacifist themes of the late 60s and the sheer chaos and indifference of the mid-70s punk movement.

The Velvet Underground was one of the first rock music groups to experiment heavily with the form by incorporating avant-garde influences. The group’s often raw, sometimes difficult sound would influence many later punk, noise rock, and alternative music performers, and singer Lou Reed’s lyrics brought new levels of social realism and sleaze to rock. Critics Scott Isler and Ira Robbins argue that “The Velvet Underground marked a turning point in rock history. After the release of The Velvet Underground & Nico knowing the power of which it was capable, the music could never be as innocent, as unselfconscious as before.”

And here is what you've all been waiting for: the song itself.


Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
 Whiplash girlchild in the dark
 Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
 Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

 Downy sins of streetlight fancies
 Chase the costumes she shall wear
 Ermine furs adorn the imperious
 Severin, Severin awaits you there

 I am tired, I am weary
 I could sleep for a thousand years
 A thousand dreams that would awake me
 Different colors made of tears

 Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
 Shiny leather in the dark
 Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
 Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

 Severin, Severin, speak so slightly
 Severin, down on your bended knee
 Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
 Taste the whip, now plead for me

 I am tired, I am weary
 I could sleep for a thousand years
 A thousand dreams that would awake me
 Different colors made of tears

 Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
 Whiplash girlchild in the dark
 Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him
 Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart

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