Pop lyrics blogs

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Are there any good blogs or other sites which contain analysis of pop's lyrical content? Discussion of particular lyrical tropes, analysis of individual lines, reviews of songs focusing on their lyrics goodness or badenss, that type of thing?

I'm asking because I am thinking of starting one of my own. It's been my general impression that most music criticism isn't; desperately interested in lyrics, and especially so in pop music where lyrics are usually dismissed as being a bit rubbish (outside of rap anyway, where tehy are actually The Point and therefore get a lot of focus). However lyrics are a large part of my enjoyment of any song, and also I love to over-analyse the shit out of stuff that was probably scrawled on the back of a fag packet in five minutes when it was originally recorded, and think there could be a lot of amusement and/or interest to be extracted from deconstructing the semiotics of "la la la". but not in an elitist, ironic way although kinda, but I genuinely enjoy "la la las" and other such things that are on the surface dumb but in a clever and/or expressive way.

Anyway ramble ramble, any suggestions?

Comments

[koganbot]

Girls Aloud would be interesting to explore because, even though I sometimes like them quite a lot (made my P&J ballot last year with a song that most Brit critics didn't seem to like), I'm sure I don't get them. There seems to be a Brit tendency to simply declare control over style, as if to assert you're using fashion rather than following it. Not that most Brits do this, just the ones who make a point of manipulating style. Whereas the American counterparts - Warhol, Madonna - are much more contentious in their manipulations, which I think is a tacit admission that they're not in control, that one has to fight for style. So naturally I tend to identify harder with the Americans. Back forty years or so I recognized that the Stones were the best rock group, and I identified with Jagger's mind, and with Ray Davies', and his distance from the gorgeousness of his own music, but my heart was with Dylan and the Airplane and the Velvet Underground.

(Not that there aren't counterexamples. John Lennon always seemed to be fighting for his very right to breathe.)