By Nina KimPLAY Columnist
It’s an undeniable fact that the majority of women love musicians. Sure, it might be their haircut, their outfit or even their reputation, but what’s more, there’s something extraordinarily sensual in watching truly gifted musicians perform.
Never missing a note, musicians make your body move to the rhythm of the music. They move their heads, bite their lips and grimace as the intensity of the music progresses. The sweat drips off their faces and their fingers bleed into a blur. The riffs and rhythms get harder, faster and longer and gradually plunge into solos that make you feel things that are both mind-blowing and inexplicable.
This music-induced sensory explosion compares to the pinnacle of sexual excitation, frequently known as the orgasm. It’s no wonder that women find themselves all hot and bothered after watching some of their favorite musicians perform. A musician’s passion is unbelievably hot because there’s little doubt that that intensity translates in the sack.
However, not all musicians necessarily have the influential stage presence I’ve described. Sure, I like The Shins, but there’s nothing arousing about James Mercer. In concert, he tends to sit there and strum away and sing about something. I appreciate the music, it’s just that Mercer would probably be a boring lay.
On the other hand, imagine Jimi Hendrix exploring his brilliant and unparalleled guitar solos on your body. Just thinking of my fiery anticipation for something spontaneously out of this world is enough to send chills down my spine.
Acclaimed as the loudest rock band in the world by The Guinness Book of World Records in the ’70s, members of The Who would get so engrossed in their music they would frequently smash their instruments on stage. Imagine what they would be like in the sack. Imagine John Entwistle playing ridiculous bass lines without even breaking a sweat… on your body. Imagine Pete Townsend fist-banging his guitar like mad…on your body.
Actually, scratch Townsend. Pedophiles are just not cool, man. They’re just not cool.
There’s a difference between rock stars and regular musicians. There’s also a difference between mind-blowing sex and regular sex. The key to upping the ante is just letting that crazy feeling of following the rhythm flow naturally – not even thinking about it. Get caught up in the moment, just do your thing and open your eyes to watch it blow their mind. The second you hesitate or the second you doubt yourself becomes the second your music-making misses a beat – whether on stage or in bed.
Of course, keep in mind that this type of thing comes more naturally to some than others, but as all musicians know, practice makes perfect. Whether this concept legitimizes your porn-watching propensities or masturbating frequency is entirely up to you. However, having a partner that you’re comfortable experimenting with can hasten the process of discovering, practicing and mastering the tricks of the trade.
Cause everyone wants to be a rock star in bed.
Medill junior Nina Kim is a PLAY sex columnist. She can be reached at [email protected].
