Romance: Fake it Till you Make it
By: Keith
I wish I had known this a long time ago: A study by the University of Southern Brittany, and published in the July issue of the journal Psychology of Music, has discovered that music lyrics have the power to influence 18-20 year old women into accepting date requests. The test subjects were told they were going to be doing a taste test. As they waited for the test some of the participants listened to ambient music with neutral lyrics while others (not tested at the same time obviously) listened to music with romantic lyrics. A 20 year old male research assistant sat with each participant, himself posing as just a volunteer. During a supposed break in testing he asked the women for their phone numbers. 52% of the women who heard the romantic music said yes and gave him their number. Only 28% who had listened to the neutral music were willing to give out their phone number. So, what’s the moral of this story? It’s that girls are suckers for romantic lies, and if you want a date, you should find a way to play some James Blunt. Don’t worry about sincerity, just use some crappy music to get started. I’m pretty sure she’ll catch on eventually that you’re a jerk, but how great is it that you don’t actually have to have a decent personality to get a phone number!
Hair Bands Know How it Works
Why is my wife a big sucker for Bon Jovi and Journey? That’s about par for the course though because musicians have known the power that romantic lyrics hold over women since probably the first drummer in Africa got a wistful look in his eye as he played “Chasing the Antelope through Heavy Brush” for a packed house on the Serengeti. Power ballads exist for one reason. It’s for the ladies who buy it up at about double the rate of other music. Bands know where their money comes from. It’s not from die hard metal fans. It’s from love sick women. Ka-ching! You can be an ugly a-hole and still have swarms of women all over you if you can just fake them out with a few chords and some romantic lyrics.
I’m pretty sure the music experiment would work well through many age groups, not just teens. For instance, when I play my guitar, even though I stink, I sometimes get a one person audience when I choose to play a romantic song. Mely never appears when I play something unromantic. It’s like a squirrel call. If I click some rocks together in just the right way they curiously come to see if maybe some nuts have fallen on the ground. Of course women aren’t squirrels — let me get my guitar…
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That explains why Chicago tunes were a staple at the CYO dances of my youth.
It’s hair bands’ world; we’re just living in it.
Music soothes the savage beast.
LOL! Yeah, music has that affect on me still and I am heading on 42 real fast here!
Hillarious! great read…
That’s probably why chicks never go.. “Oh Hells Yeah!! They’re playing my song” while listening to classical AM radio.
In high school, I liked to walk up to girls and start reciting the lyrics of Def Leppard’s “Pour Some Sugar on Me.” Seemed subtle and suave to me. Apparently not enough to get a prom date, though.
To be fair….
If men were the subjects and half of them were injected with beer and the other half Coke Classic….
And very, very, very average looking chicks dangled in front of them…..
We’d definitely arrive at similar *sucker-percentage* conclusions!