The song "Butterfly Collector" is a B-Side Song by the group "The Jam". It's about a particular breed of groupies/starfuckers: the type that, besides making their living seducing musicians via trading sex for financial support, try and use sex to gain a considerable amount of psychological control over the famous people they sleep with. They just don't just fuck for fame and money, they fuck for power they have over their prey, to the point that they can use their sexuality to get the famous person to do whatever they want. But in the end, as soon as someone new and even more famous comes along, the "butterfly collector" will dump their current lover for another famous lover. The whole "notch on the bedpost" thing taken to it's most extreme: seduce someone, make them do anything you want, but dump them for another famous person because the butterfly collector only gets off on controlling and seducing rich people. And each man (or woman) they seduce and dump becomes a "butterfly" in their "collection" of past lovers.
Of course, the song does seem to indicate that the "butterfly collector" in particular that the song is about, is fast reaching the point where karma is now catching up to her: the starfucker is getting older, she's no longer attractive and her sexy clothing and sexy perfume is now considered to be "second rate" by the men she is attempting to seduce as her thralls. Furthermore, as her looks (her only asset) fade, she has no life skill training: can't cook her own meals, can't sew; all she knows how to do is seduce and have sex with men. And even that is failing her these days as she gets older and less attractive.
However, she's in denial and moreso, because her starfucking has given her a level of minor "cult" fame, she still sees herself as a big shot, someone who is still at the top of her game as the "Queen of the butterfly collectors".
The song "Butterfly Collector" is a B-Side Song by the group "The Jam". It's about a particular breed of groupies/starfuckers: the type that, besides making their living seducing musicians via trading sex for financial support, try and use sex to gain a considerable amount of psychological control over the famous people they sleep with. They just don't just fuck for fame and money, they fuck for power they have over their prey, to the point that they can use their sexuality to get the famous person to do whatever they want. But in the end, as soon as someone new and even more famous comes along, the "butterfly collector" will dump their current lover for another famous lover. The whole "notch on the bedpost" thing taken to it's most extreme: seduce someone, make them do anything you want, but dump them for another famous person because the butterfly collector only gets off on controlling and seducing rich people. And each man (or woman) they seduce and dump becomes a "butterfly" in their "collection" of past lovers.
Of course, the song does seem to indicate that the "butterfly collector" in particular that the song is about, is fast reaching the point where karma is now catching up to her: the starfucker is getting older, she's no longer attractive and her sexy clothing and sexy perfume is now considered to be "second rate" by the men she is attempting to seduce as her thralls. Furthermore, as her looks (her only asset) fade, she has no life skill training: can't cook her own meals, can't sew; all she knows how to do is seduce and have sex with men. And even that is failing her these days as she gets older and less attractive.
However, she's in denial and moreso, because her starfucking has given her a level of minor "cult" fame, she still sees herself as a big shot, someone who is still at the top of her game as the "Queen of the butterfly collectors".