Sex Playlist 2019
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“I never asked you, bro - do you have a sex playlist?”
My friend Donnie had asked me this question after a conversation about music. A conversation that was preceded by a conversation about sex. It was only natural to combine the two topics to end the night in what’s become a routine for us: sitting in my car and talking into the early morning hours after a late night of hanging out.
“No, I don’t. I don’t play music during sex.”
“What? Na, man. You gotta try it. It sets the mood.”
As someone who’s definitely not a stranger to strip clubs, I understood the “mood” part. Music can absolutely create an atmosphere where naughty behavior is encouraged, and ultimately takes the experience to the next level. Imagine getting a lap dance without music? Sounds pretty fucking awkward.
But when it comes to actual sex though, I strongly prefer to hear the sounds of my partner, and all the natural, fleshy, spontaneous sounds that come with bumping uglies.
But just being asked the question for the first time in my life took me to a very specific moment in my sexual history.
[Semi-embarrassing sex anecdote incoming]
A few years back, things were getting hot and heavy with a lady friend of mine (who will not be named or described here for obvious reasons). We were making out on the couch and clothes were being shed rapidly. As I was reaching around to unhook her bra, she was reaching around to turn the TV on. I picked up the remote the second she put it down, turned it off, and whispered “We don’t need that” in her ear as we made our way to the bedroom.
Once we jumped into bed, my inner caveman came out; complete with growling, cringeworthy dirty talk that always sounds good in the moment but awful after the fact, and some ass smacks that were shamelessly delivered at full force.
The next morning, I kissed her goodbye and left her apartment, only to hear the echo of her closing door reverberate around the hallway like her apartment was inside of a cave.
“Jesus,” I thought. “That was pretty loud.”
As I waited for the elevator, I could hear a man coughing from his apartment that sounded like he was mere inches away from my face and hacking directly into my ear canal.
It was in that moment that I realized why she wanted the TV on. To muffle the sounds of lovemaking (if you can call it that) that took place within the paper-thin walls of her apartment.
It was one of those moments I had filed away under “Yeah, that probably wasn’t great,” and one I thought I had completely moved on from - until Donnie asked that question.
It got me thinking about the possibility of one day playing music during sex.
What would I add to a sex playlist? What were the rules? Surely they’d have to be current songs, right? You don’t want to put on any songs that trigger the nostalgic part of your brain and taint previously fond childhood memories (if the sex is bad). They can’t be songs you like too much, because what if you start focusing on the music as opposed to the situation at hand? They’d have to be songs that worked well as background noise - but not songs that were so catchy they stole the show. Or could they be? How important are the actual lyrics? Can you have a sex playlist where the lyrics are completely unrelated to sex, so long as the “mood’ it creates is sexual? Do the songs have to mention love and sex explicitly? How much of a buzzkill would it be to play songs that your partner actively disliked, unbeknownst to you? What if they didn’t like the artist period? Does it kill the mood? If you really dislike Justin Bieber, can you adequately fuck to Justin Bieber?
Those were the hard-hitting questions I asked myself as I crafted the hypothetical playlist I’d use if I was in fact, one of those people who put on music to fuck. Who knows - maybe some day I will be that person. I’ve got the playlist - all I need now is a willing participant who shares the same sex music tastes as I do.
As I work on that second part of the equation, here’s my 10-track attempt at creating a sexy times playlist (the amount of tracks was also a point of contention for me. I wasn’t quite sure how long such a playlist should last. I figured 10 songs ranging from 3-4 minutes should cover you? Maybe?). Either way, I hope you enjoy.