The year 1985, hmmm, let me see. I would have been 10-years-old. Being 鈥榣ike a virgin鈥� sounded musically just right. Did I know what it meant? Hell no.
Fast forward to 1991, Mum suggests I can鈥檛 see her movie as it鈥檚 鈥榓 bit raunchy鈥�. I eventually get to the cinema and feel quite arty at the ripe old age of 16. I knew I was gay when Madonna started going down on the bottle and all I worried about was her chipping her teeth.
A year later and there is some serious Madge 鈥榤y cans don鈥檛 like being in bras鈥� exposure in her tin book. I bought it and my uncle and Dad thought it was awesome (I think they thought I was straighter after that). Mum thought it was arty but trashy.
Was it an oversexed childhood with images and language of sex 鈥� yes. But was it fun and light hearted 鈥� you bet!
I鈥檓 going to sound really old and farty now, but her royal highness and a host of other 鈥渕usicians鈥� have had some right royal choices of song titles and themes in their 鈥榓rt鈥� that I have to intervene and explain to two 8-year-old boys. It鈥檚 not indirect sexual meaning, it鈥檚 direct and hardcore.
Where is the subversive words and innuendo 鈥� oh yeah that鈥檚 right, cue in Flo Rida鈥檚 Whistle. It鈥檚 creepy hearing the boys sing to it.
In the car the other day, the men were using the ipod to play music from the backseat. Stuck on a new Madonna song, I hear this:
鈥楧ad, what鈥檚 a Gang Bang?鈥�
鈥楨rr, a noise from a gun, going off鈥︹�� I weakly offer looking for help from Dawn who is looking at me sideways.
*uncomfortable silence in the car*
Crap. Damn you Madonna.
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