Take me to church: An Ode to consensual coital coalescence.
Conceptually, it evokes a Donnian approach, if only in the juxtaposition of the carnal and the religious.
The comparison betwixt the muliebrious form and the Church is redolent of a Donnian conceit.
The conceit: The Church and the bedroom are synonymous.
Priapic expression is the chosen form of worship. Consequently, this makes the pudenda Heaven , or the gateway to Heaven.
The “Church” – a synecdoche for Religion – enhances the dichotomy between the carnal and the spiritual.
Every Sunday’s getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week …
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me ‘worship in the bedroom’
The only heaven I’ll be sent to
Take me to Church …
Offer me that deathless death.
The presentation is interestingly irreverent, it speaks of worship without the ubiquitous religious austerity. This speaks much to the artist’s disenchantment with religious doctrines.
The church: the bedroom. Heaven: the body or the pleasures he derives therein. Spiritual release: The brief satiation of desire. La Petite Mort.
The sensual revelry is in itself, worship. The cardinal metaphysical conceit: the body’s apotheosis.
This song is brilliantly done and is quite the pleasure to experience.