I love David Bowie. Love love love him. I also love Paul McCartney, Roger Daltrey (of The Who), and Jarvis Cocker (of Pulp). Basically, I love musicians. They’re my weakness. I always thought someone should combine a dating website with a music venue website so you can peruse which musicians are single and looking after the show.
And finally, I have a somewhat valid excuse for my love of rock stars: science!
Business Insider wrote about a study done at the University of Sussex that had women evaluating musicians and how it related to their overall attractiveness.
Researchers gathered nearly 1,500, average age 28, who weren’t breastfeeding or on any kind of hormonal contraception.
They were then asked whether they would “prefer the composer of one simple melody, or a second more complex piece.” Then, they were asked if they would “prefer the composer as a short-term sexual partner, or a longer-term partner in a committed relationship.”
The women only “preferred composers of more complex music as short-term sexual partners when the risk of conception was at its highest.”
They also tried the experiment with artists (as in, visual artists), but the results were not the same.
The researchers believe this is proof of Darwin’s theory that “that the prime function of music is to aid sexual courtship.”
“Consequently, women may acquire genetic benefits for offspring by selecting musicians able to create more complex music as sexual partners” summed up Dr. Benjamin Charlton, who wrote a paper on the study.
Now here’s where sarcastic naysayers offer something like, “Well, let’s be real, women love rock stars for their money and fame.” I can tell you this isn’t necessarily true. Groupies definitely have that in their eyes, but for me, I love musicians whether they’re David Bowie or they’re an unknown band playing at The Echo on a Tuesday night. It’s just something about them. Something wildly sexy about a guy who can sing or play an instrument. Something about a guy who just owns the stage.
And I think it’s seeing him up on a stage that subtly reinforces in my mind that he is indeed a prize. He’s up there, I’m down here. If I can get him, I’ll be the girl who got the dude up on the pedestal. Is this healthy? No, probably not.
But I really can’t help it. I’ve just got a thing for musicians — not even rock stars — just regular old musicians. If you can play something, I’m in. It’s my weakness. Is it yours, too? If so, why do you think that is?
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Almie Rose is a writer from Los Angeles. She has a blog, Apocalypstick. In addition to Dating & Hookup she also writes for Hello Giggles, The Frisky, Thought Catalog, and Genlux Magazine. Her book, I Forgot To Be Famous, is out now. You can follow her on twitter @apocalypstick. Her favorite pastime is eating and drinking and sleeping and then eating again.
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