So I was going to do a whole mini-list thing of lyrics in current popular music that baffle me (Rebecca Black aside–I ain’t touching that already-cliche mess), but I was at work, so I could only really come up with two. But these two play on the radio a lot now, so I think it’s pertinent.
From Rihanna’s “S&M”
“I may be bad, but I’m perfectly good at it. Sex in the air. I don’t care; I love the smell of it.”
Okay, what? Sex in the air? The SMELL? What does it all mean? Honestly, the picture in my head is two people having sex in a airplane bathroom, which we all knows smells pretty foul once you’re a couple hours in, and they’re all “whatevs!” and they keep on sexing. Is that it? Is my head-picture accurate?
From Far East’s “Like a G6” (and yeah, I know this one’s been out for a bit)
“Poppin bottles in the ice, like a blizzard. When we drink we do it right getting slizzard. Sippin’ sizzurp in my ride, like Three 6. Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6”
Okay, there’s a lot going on here. I can understand wanting to get your drinks so cold that it’s like a blizzard. So, we’re cool there. Is sizzurp supposed to mean “syrup?” If so, I can assume that’s slang for alcohol, and that’s fine, even though I don’t know what Three 6 is about.
I guess my main problem here is with “slizzard.” Context clues and my mad reading comprehension skillz lead me to believe that word means “drunk,” but…why? Someone give me the etymology of this word. SOMEONE GIVE IT TO ME NOW!
Also, why is everything so fly like a G6 nowadays? What happened to feeling as high as a kite?
My award for current favorite lyric in pop music, to replace David Guetta’s “I’m trying to find that words to describe this girl without being disrespectful. Damn Girl, you’s a sexy bitch.” and B.O.B.’s “You’re the whole package. Plus you pay your taxes.”:
Enrique Iglesias’s “Please excuse me, I don’t mean to be rude. But tonight I’m fucking you.”
What’s with all these personal anthem songs that are so big right now? Like Lady Gaga’s “Born This Way” and Pink’s “Fuckin’ Perfect” and Katy Perry’s “Firework” and their ilk. I know that bullying is kind of the issue du jour, but it’s weird to belt out songs in the car about how awesome I am. What happened to songs about banging bitches and hos? That’s an easier concept for me to wrap my head around than me being awesome “just the way I am.” Ugh. Gag me with sentiment.
Also, I don’t know if they realize this, but not everyone is awesome.
So I want to give a shoutout to Enrique Inglesias for his amazing and blunt “Tonight (I’m Fucking You).”
Recently, through a kind gesture from the higher-ups at my place of business, I now have speakers for my work computer. Little did they know, they just put a whole lot of pressure on me to be cool, or, at the very least, professional.
Back when I was listening to music through my headphones, I would play whatever my heart desired. Show tunes! Britney Spears! REO Speedwagon! Racy podcasts that say “fuck” a lot! But I can’t play that stuff now. I’m already the weirdo in the corner that gives people the wink and the gun and laughs awkward laugh-barks when someone tries to make a joke. I see these speakers as a chance for redemption.
But redemption, be it musical or otherwise, does not come easily, folks. Now I have to choose my Pandora stations with a discriminating ear, as everything will be heard by my nearby coworkers and any passerby. So right now, I’ve been sticking with “safe” Pandora stations—The Beatles, Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons, and The Eagles. Can’t judge someone for liking The Beatles, can you? No, you sure can’t. But these play lists are getting boring pretty quickly–yes, even my beloved Beatles.
I was so desperate today for a change that I plugged in “Johannes Brahms” into Pandora. Am I this person now? The person who listens to classical music for appearances? No one likes that person, Lisa.
I am now reminiscent for the days when my former coworker blasted Blink 182 and Eminem. I can do better than THAT. Some days.