Lily Allen - '22'
Hmm... I'm not sure what happened with the Lily Allen singles-release programme there. I know there was a video made for...well it's the song on her album with a title which is definitely too rude for public consumption. The one where she calls out someone for being a racist and homophobe, and then swears at them in a righteous but very cute fashion. Definitely not the kind of song you could write about on a family-friendly blog like this one without the risk of getting yelled at by someone.
It was a really good video too, it didn't illustrate the lyrics particularly, mainly because they really didn't need acting out. Course the censored version did rather leave you with the impression that the main hookline of the chorus was aimed at someone in a queue.
And not just half-heartedly in a queue either. Very, very much in one.
(Here's the video. Two words: Bog. Standards.)
This song is nowhere near as contentious. It's a thumbnail sketch of a girl who is a little bit older than Lily herself, who's starting to weary of the party lifestyle, and who dreams of being made complete by some knight in shining armour. Why, Lily argues, should anyone have to sell themselves short in this way, when there's a whole world to be getting on with?
Which would be all very Britpop and sneery - seriously, how many Britpop songs were thinly-veiled digs at people just getting on with their lives, in suburbs, and not really worrying about where they fitted into the pantheon of classic British rock like the singers in Britpop bands did? Who's being pathetic here, really? - except Lily clearly subscribes to the idea that if you point a finger at someone, you're actually pointing three back at yourself.
This isn't one of those songs where the singer is saying "I will never end up like that, I couldn't bear it!", as I said, there have been enough of those. This is more of a "should I find myself in this situation, I hope I remember what it feels like to be able to front my way out of it", with a side order of righteous "why do people put so much pressure on women once they hit their thirties anyway? That's rubbish!"
All delivered in that soft, steely Lily coo, over a swinging backbeat, without a single cuss-word to spoil things for the kiddies. It's kind of perfect in its way, although not the most obvious stand-out single from the album.
There again, the obvious, stand-out track was no use as a single, so it's swings and roundabouts...