I love BBC 6Music – not least because they interviewed the lovely Barry Dolan (a.k.a. Oxygen Thief) and played his single Mestle and Porter the other night… But I love them mostly because they play a variety of music that is constantly different, interesting and, most importantly, good.
Nevertheless, I was still a little surprised yesterday morning to hear Andrew Collins play Radiohead’s Idioteque followed swiftly with Milkshake by Kelis. Even on a station as eclectic as 6, that’s a big jump in style.
But, as I was dancing round my bedroom while trying to find suitable work clothes, I was struck by something just a little odd in the lyrics. And because I am pedantic (or pendantic, as Shaun Keaveny would say) I thought I’d point it out.
The lyrics are (as if you didn’t know):
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, And they’re like, It’s better than yours; Damn right, it’s better than yours, I can teach you, But I have to charge
I know you want it, The thing that makes me, What the guys go crazy for.
They lose their minds, The way I wind, I think its time.
La la-la la la, Warm it up,
La la-la la la, The boys are waiting
Wait a second? Warm it up?!
I thought we were making milkshake here… Seriously, who warms up a deliciously cold ice cream and milk-based beverage?
Warm milkshake? No thank you, Kelis. No, thank you.