Poses

Rufus Wainwright's song 'Poses' delves into the superficiality and allure of urban life, juxtaposed with the internal struggle for authenticity and meaning. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a life adorned with materialistic symbols—yellow walls lined with portraits, a fetching red leather jacket, and brand-name black sunglasses. These 'poses' are not just physical stances but metaphorical masks that people wear to feel beautiful and significant. The imagery of picking up roses and feeling as pretty as princes underscores the fleeting and often deceptive nature of these external validations.

The song also explores the theme of disillusionment. Wainwright sings about the 'green autumnal parks' and 'city streets' that once seemed wondrous but now serve as a backdrop for his existential crisis. The line 'Life is a game and true love is a trophy' suggests a cynical view of relationships and achievements, reducing them to mere prizes in a superficial contest. The repeated warning to 'watch my head about it' serves as a caution against losing oneself in this shallow pursuit of beauty and status.

As the song progresses, the tone shifts from the allure of glamour to the consequences of living a life based on appearances. Wainwright describes a descent from wanting to be someone to ending up 'drunk and wearing flip-flops on Fifth Avenue.' This fall from 'classical virtue' leaves him feeling empty and disconnected, unable to find solace or genuine connection. The final verses reflect a resigned acceptance of this transformation, acknowledging that the 'poses' have made him a man, but questioning the value of that identity. The song ultimately serves as a poignant commentary on the hollowness of a life lived for appearances and the yearning for something more substantial and real.