… but Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen is an amazing song. A-maz-ing. I’m not glorifying its musical merits, however, though I personally think that this is the Bazooka of bubblegum pop. I’m speaking about how much this song has unified us in the wake of all of our differences. Carly Rae blew a big fat pink bubble and popped it in our faces. Some people don’t find it funny, others embrace the sticky sweetness and laugh before wiping it off. If you’re Justin Bieber, you tweet about it. Also, if you’re Justin Bieber or anyone else in the country, you make a YouTube video celebrating its pop perfection.
I can’t think of any other song in recent years that has resulted in so many covers/videos/gatherings from such a diverse group of people. From the hilariously serious Harvard baseball team’s masculine moves to the US military’s camouflaged choreography to Justin Bieber’s banana-telephoned kitchen party, we have living proof that there is no other song today that provokes millions of ordinary citizens dancing around in their cars and backyards the way that this song has. We can all relate to that feeling of either doing something crazy, having a crush, feeling hopeless or making a move. And a handful of us can even relate to the whole “finding out he’s gay at the end of the music video” metaphor, but that’s another post for another time.
As an aspiring wordsmith of sorts, does it bother me that Carly missed him so bad BEFOREhe came into her life? Absolutely. But I’ll let that go, Miss Jepsen. I’ll take that one for the team. Pop your bubble in my face, Carly-Q, and I will dismiss the fact that a little pink wad got stuck in my hair.
To the haters: No need to throw your bubblegum on the sidewalk. Maybe it’s not your flavor, but don’t be a party pooper! It’s okay to laugh it off… But, if you can’t stand the song, if you’d rather hear Gotye and Kimbra confront each other in a dumb radio edit with an extra chorus before singing along to CMM, at least admit how cool it is that CMM brings everyone together in such a magical, unusual, bizarre way.
Sure, Carly Rae Jepsen could have been any ordinary girl who has great bangs (to die for* bangs) and can carry a tune just far enough to safety over the abyss of infinite auto tune… but that’s exactly the point. It could have been anyone, and maybe that’s why everyone wants to be a part of it.
Some of my favorite renditions of Call Me Maybe:
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