You want to argue about sex? Let's see what Night Ranger has to say about it...

Ok, these recent threads about sex have got me thinking that perhaps we need some expert advice on this subject. After much thought I’ve decided that Night Ranger, a group of men renowned throughout history for their blazing intellect and embodiment of all that is right and good about humankind, might be able to shed some light on the problems we’ve been wrestling with here at the SDMB. I took the lyrics from one of their songs (‘Streetlight People’, a song so loaded with meaning and emotion that I cry like a small child every time I hear it) and deconstructed the message hidden therein. What Night Ranger says is revealed below:

Don’t Stop Believin’

<Do Not Give Up Hope for a Stable Relationship Resulting from Casual Sexual Contact>

Night Ranger

<Nocturnal Scout-possibly for the casual sexual contacts mentioned above>

Just a small town girl, livin’ in a lonely world

First subject is a relatively young, human female residing in an isolated rural environment, which leads to feelings of social alienation from her peers

She took the midnight train goin’ anywhere

The subject took a rail-based transportation device away from her restrictive environment without concern for its destination.

Just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit

Second subject is a relatively young, human male residing in an impoverished environment in a large urban center.

He took the midnight train goin’ anywhere.

This subject also utilized a rail-based transportation device without regard for it’s final destination although his motives for doing so are unclear.

A singer in a smoky room

A lyricist, probably accompanied by some form of musical accompaniment (i.e. a ‘band’, such arrangements typically include one or more stringed instruments and some sort of percussive device) is performing in a room cloudy with secondhand smoke—the result of excessive cigarette consumption combined with poor ventilation. Note: This is a setting change, both of the subjects mentioned in the first verse have obviously managed to arrive at this destination independently of one another.

A smell of wine and cheap perfume

A strong scent of a grape-based alcoholic beverage and inexpensive, commercially manufactured fragrances permeates the air. The overall picture of this environment is that is frequented by members of the lower social castes in human society.

For a smile they can share the night

By exhibiting a standard simian greeting behavior (in this case contracting the musculature around the mouth to make the ends of the lips rise), these two individuals are signaling their readiness to engage in casual sexual contact with one another. Although not explicitly stated, it is heavily inferred that both individuals do in fact engage in the aforementioned behavior.

It goes on and on and on and on

This type of behavior is fairly common and has been so for quite some time. It seems feasible that this behavior will also continue relatively unchanged into the foreseeable future.

Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard

Another setting change—this time to the street on which the establishment in which the subjects met is located. This street is apparently frequented by individuals which engage in the same type of behavior as the two subjects on a regular basis. One can infer that this street also has many of the same sorts of establishments which cater to this behavior located on it.

Their shadows searching in the night

These individuals are engaging in a constant search, primarily conducting during nocturnal hours, for casual sexual contact

Streetlight people, living just to find emotion

These individuals are also ‘living in the moment’ and not employing any sort of long-term reproductive strategy.

Hiding, somewhere in the night

This activity, although apparently widespread, is not socially condoned and must take place furtively.

Working hard to get my fill

The individual singing this song is actively engaging in casual reproductive activity.

everybody wants a thrill

This desire to procreate with a wide variety of partners is fairly strong throughout homo sapiens, undoubtedly due to strong biological pressures.

Payin’ anything to roll the dice,

The price of this behavior is rather high both in terms of exposure to sexually transmitted pathogens, psychologically damaging encounters with incompatible sexual partners, and the high likelihood of unplanned insemination.

just one more time

However, the probability that these events will occur during a single encounter are relatively small; therefore they do not deter casual sexual activity (at least for this particular demographic group).

Some will win, some will lose

Some individuals will be successful in their quest for casual sexual contact; others will not.

Some were born to sing the blues

And some individuals, either due to their physical or psychological characteristics, will repeatedly be unable to engage in this sort of behavior, leading to hormonally induced depression. This depression may manifest itself in an otherwise unexplained attraction to a style of music known for its slow, melancholic tones.

Oh, the movie never ends

This type of behavior is timeless—the use of the word ‘movie’ here implies that there is some kind of voyeuristic entertainment to be gleaned from it in addition to its reproductive value.

It goes on and on and on and on

As stated above, this behavior occurs frequently and will probably continue to occur frequently in the foreseeable future.

chorus

Don’t stop believin’

The singer now urges the ‘CSC’ demographic to not give up hope for a stable relationship resulting from casual sexual contact

Hold on to the feelin’

Instead, they should utilize the elevated serotonin levels (and other neurophysiological effects which Pavlov identified during his experiments) resulting from a successful CSC to perpetuate this behavior until, by the law of averages, they should eventually find a compatible long-term reproductive partner.

Streetlight people

Having concluded his advice on successful reproduction, the singer repeats the term ‘streetlight people’ (i.e. the practitioners of the CSC reproductive strategy) to ensure that his demographic realizes that he is intending for them to be the primary recipients of this information.

Thanks, Wabbit.

Now that damn song will be in my head all day.

It goes on, and on, and on, and on…

Very persuasive. But does it make a difference in your argument that the song is actually not by Night Ranger, but by Journey? :smiley:

Am I being whooshed? Are these not Journey lyrics???

Don’t Stop Believing is definitely by Journey.

Did anyone else read this thread and immediately think of this?

Am I the only one? Okay, then. :smiley:

Got news for y’all: NIGHT RANGER AND JOURNEY ARE THE SAME BAND!!!

No really… :wink:

I didn’t think of it, but I am glad you did. That’s hilarious! “Heaven’s just a funky moose.” ::wipes tears::

Oh, Wabbit, I am so embarrassed for you. :smiley:

Maybe you can redeem yourself by doing a real Night Ranger song.

*You’re motoring
Whats your price for flight
In finding Mr. Right
You’ll be alright
tonight
*

Hmm… are there any other Night Ranger songs?

I don’t want to carp on this, and his cologne was definitely muskie, but actually, this would indicate that he is a fish.

The kids from South Detroit, the East Side of Chicago, and the Cleveland North End school together each summer, but I would not call their environment urban, particularly.

You can STILL!

ROCK IN AMERICA!!!

Wasn’t Windsor once called South Detroit? Maybe he’s Canadian.

Yeah, but would YOU claim you were from Detroit if you didn’t have to?

There was a brief period where the city fathers mulled the ideas of calling it South Detroit or The Ferry Opposite Detroit (how’d you like that for a name), but the Windsor name (taken from the British plat of the region) hung on, and Windsor eventually overwhelmed the first named town in the area, Sandwich.

The name South Detroit was never actually used; the kid’s a fish.

Sure. It’s got its problems, but there is a lot of good in Detroit. I routinely identified myself as a Detroiter to out-of-state when I was in suburban Detroit. I’ve also actually lived in the city.

Don’t tell me you love me
'cos I don’t waaannnaa know

Journey is cool, i used to play their Atari game when i was 6…

JOURNEY had a video game? What was it about?

That’s kinda weird.

You have NO idea.

Ya see, it’s all Steve Perry. A pretty greasy-looking guy (especially when he sported that mousey-assed moustache)— but what a great rock 'n roll voice.