To B**ch Or Not To B**ch?
As I'm finishing up work on my new CD (which will hopefully "drop," as the kids say, the first week of September) I've stumbled upon a quandary. A dilemma, a veritable pickle. I'm trying to figure out whether or not to bleep out a certain word on a certain song, and more to the point I'm trying to determine whether my CD will have to be labeled "Explicit Lyrics" if said certain word is not bleeped out.
In other songs I've bleeped out the F-word and the S-word but I've left in words like "damn" and "ass" figuring if they're in the Bible, Tipper Gore can't storm my house and start slapping labels on me. And I actually think bleeping is can be funnier than actually hearing the word, like South Park on T.V., it's kind of hilarious that 9-year-olds need to be censored.
But in the song in question, I use the B-word 25 times, and 25 bleeps in one song might be a little much. Adding to the problem is the fact that the B-word can be a touchy subject. On the side of not bleeping is the argument that of the 25 times I use the word in the song, 24 times the word is used as a verb, meaning "to complain." The one time it's used as a noun it's said that someone is "going to be a b**ch" not that someone is a b**ch. And in this instance I think it's basically the female version of "a-hole," a word which appears elsewhere on the album in the abbreviated "a-hole" form.
There aren't good guidelines to what should be labeled explicit and what gets a pass. Meredith Brooks has an album from which the biggest hit was a song named "B**ch" and on iTunes there's no explicit language tag. On Goat's Head Soup The Rolling Stones have a song innocuously named "Star Star," the chorus of which uses the work "f***er" 12 times, and with three choruses in the song the f-word count is at least 36. That's way more profanity and sexual content than Green Day, which is always labeled "explicit."
So I'm leaning towards letting it go and not telling iTunes to label it and then dealing with any angry parents who may be upset that their kids heard language on my CD that they can hear pretty much all day on T.V.
But then there's the inherent hilarity of the bleep.
Such are the decisions in a D.I.Y. record project. I tell ya, it's a real bitch.