Twisted Transister means technically no more nor less than exactly how the words are defined, which is to say there are electronic components made to amplify or switch, in however any bizarre or deviated manner, a device which... okay, time to stop this charade. The full song describes in no small manner the music's power, volume, ability to figuratively or quite literally bore (or both) into the user, in an increasingly even addictive manner, not entirely differently from the plainly and dually implied sexual manner. Love, music, sex: their intertwined relationship forever breaching, preaching, a merciless drug, after all what is this "dance" but another euphemism? To deny this sexual undertone (or is that dualtone, lol) is as foolish and idiotic to deny why music is used for dancing. Ofc, to those misunderstood, never recognized, all the more reason it's cherished and deeply profound: to this music's plea, our screams are truly but whispers. Perhaps they hear, but silence reigns in absence, the master (music) demands more. "You're in a mess." The second verse's lines are more blatantly sexual, though they could also be written off as despondant and violent since they are as well. Frankly, the song is pretty clever, but for the correlation between sex and music, surely only as old as sex and music are. People are really only insulting themselves by pretending otherwise. Flipside, the intention is clear: music digs into you. So does sex. It never stops. Period.
Twisted Transister means technically no more nor less than exactly how the words are defined, which is to say there are electronic components made to amplify or switch, in however any bizarre or deviated manner, a device which... okay, time to stop this charade. The full song describes in no small manner the music's power, volume, ability to figuratively or quite literally bore (or both) into the user, in an increasingly even addictive manner, not entirely differently from the plainly and dually implied sexual manner. Love, music, sex: their intertwined relationship forever breaching, preaching, a merciless drug, after all what is this "dance" but another euphemism? To deny this sexual undertone (or is that dualtone, lol) is as foolish and idiotic to deny why music is used for dancing. Ofc, to those misunderstood, never recognized, all the more reason it's cherished and deeply profound: to this music's plea, our screams are truly but whispers. Perhaps they hear, but silence reigns in absence, the master (music) demands more. "You're in a mess." The second verse's lines are more blatantly sexual, though they could also be written off as despondant and violent since they are as well. Frankly, the song is pretty clever, but for the correlation between sex and music, surely only as old as sex and music are. People are really only insulting themselves by pretending otherwise. Flipside, the intention is clear: music digs into you. So does sex. It never stops. Period.