Say It Right

Wake up in the morning feelin’ like Will Hagle
Grab my backpack I’m out the door, stop at TroGro for a bagel
When I leave grab my key and my hot munchies snack,
‘Cause when I leave for the day I ain’t comin’ BACK

I love Ke$ha (KEH-shuh not KEY-shuh), for those of you who didn’t already know. “Tik Tok” is—in a word—genius, and her self-titled debut album, Animal, is the best thing to hit the shelves since Now 14. Ke$ha represents everything we have to look forward to in college: waking up in the morning only to be shocked by our new black, (abusive?) pimp-like appearance, losing our clothes in drunken orgies, and skanks, drugs, & boys who look like Mick Jagger, etc. As such, I find it only appropriate to give you a detailed review of her soon-to-be-quadruple-platinum album, highlighting key song choices and providing a couple of the real reasons we love Ke$ha.

4 songs to own if you don’t already:

1) Your Love is my Drug: Sweet. Liberty. I. Love. This. Song. So good! For those of you who still think Blah Blah Blah is new, check it out: . Ke$ha hits the jackpot with perfectly placed pop hooks and catchy, while shockingly striking, lyrics. Yes, I do want to have a slumber party in your basement, and yes, your love is my drug. Keep it up you lovesick crackhead. Don’t take mama’s advice for shit and keep churning out hits that equate love with illegal substances. Mmm.
2) Tik Tok: A classic. A song that will obviously be remembered far beyond its time, in a similar fashion to Elvis Presley, The Beatles, Madonna, and Stacie Orrico. Although if you’re bored with it by now, check out some of these fabulous remixes/covers:

The male cover: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OoZ5ssvhsNM

The child version: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bw74FyWqKJM

I also think the rated-X version should be ready soon… (Dik Dok, on my Cock, but the party don’t stop *moans*)

3) Take it Off:

“There’s a place downtown, Where the freaks all come around. It’s a hole in the wall. It’s a dirty free for all.
When the dark
Of the night comes around.
That’s the time,
That the animal comes alive.
Looking for something wild.
And now we lookin’, like pimps
In my gold Trans-Am.
Got a water bottle full of whiskey
In my handbag.
Got my drunk text on
I’ll regret it in the mornin’,
But tonight
I don’t give a
I don’t give a
I don’t give a”

Actual song. ‘Nuff said.

4) “Blah Blah Blah”: One second, the whore is singing: “I dont really care where you live at
Just turn around boy and let me hit that
Don't be a little bitch with your chit chat
Just show me where your dick's at”

and then two seconds later, the fiery temptress shows us what celibacy is all about: “Think you'll be getting this?
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Ca-a-ar.”

Way to keep it classy girl. Lock it up. Her moral escapades speak for themselves.

We really love Ke$ha, though, because she is real. And just because someone got an original idea. She’s someone who went with her own style and got labeled a poser. Funny how quick people who say they're against labels slap labels on people, huh? fscking hypocrites.

Ke$ha keeps us guessing. What will your next song sound like? What will it be about? That, IMHO, is true genius. THAT is why I can’t keep her album from decorating my top 25 most played list. Fingers crossed for the Grammies ’10. You got this in the bag, girl.

Here’s to you, Ke$ha. Happy Hump Day (and night ;)) everyone.

Oh, and shout-out to Tandra Le, celebrated feline fanatic among us. This is for you: http://www.guardian.co.uk/science/2009/jul/13/cats-purr-food-research