Lily Allen is an amazing pop artist that punches holes in societies chest when it comes to hipocrisy about gender roles, drug use, consumerism, taboos of sex life and a bunch of other important topics.
I’m simply in love with how nice and happy all her songs sound and how depressive the themes are when you pay attention to them.
Please, if you have a couple of minutes of your day to spare, listen to some of her songs like the following, which are my favourites:
Everything’s just wonderful
Fear and self doubt that plague generations, because they are brought up with no criticism of media or sources of information what so ever.
Why can’t I sleep at night,
Don’t say it’s gonna be alright,
I wanna be able to eat spaghetti bolognaise,
and not feel bad about it for days and days and days.
In the magazines they talk about weight loss,
If I buy those jeans I can look like Kate Moss,
Oh no it’s not the life I chose,
But I guess that’s the way that things go
Oh yes, I’m fine,
Everything’s just wonderful,
I’m having the time of my life.
A wonderful song that shows how much really is up to our perception and how things can be much different below the surface.
When you look with your eyes
Everything seems nice
But if you look twice
You can see its all lies
There was a little old lady, who was walkin’ down the road
She was struggling with bags from Tesco
There were people from the city havin lunch in the park
I believe that it’s called AL fresco
Then a kid came along to offer a hand
But before she had time to accept it
Hits her over the head, doesn’t care if she’s dead
Cause he’s got all her jewelery and wallet
Everyone’s at It
Especially in Denmark it’s incredibly easy to get by drugs against depression. Much easier than it is to get hours at a psychologist, which is a really, really scary trend, but obviously much cheaper.
I get involved but I’m not advocating
Got an opinion, yeah you’re well up for slating
So you’ve got a prescription and that makes it legal
Now find the excuses overwhelmingly feeble
You go to the doctor, you need pills for sleeping
Well if you can convince him, I guess that’s not cheating
See your daughter’s depressed we’ll get her straight on the Prozac
But little do you know, she already takes crack
Why can’t we all, all just be honest
Admit to ourselves that everyone’s on it
From grown politicians to young adolescents
Prescribing themselves anti-depressants
Now how can we start to tackle the problem
If you don’t put your hands up and admit that you’re on them
The kids are in danger, they’re all getting habits
From what I can see everyone’s at it
I want to be rich and I want lots of money
I don’t care about clever, I don’t care about funny
I want loads of clothes and fuckloads of diamonds
I heard people die while they are trying to find them
I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore
I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore
When do you think it will all become clear
‘Cause I’m being taken over by the fea
Hard Out Here
For me the most feministic track and video. I’d wear a T-shirt with that.
If I told you ’bout my sex life, you’d call me a slut
When boys be talkin’ about their bitches, no one’s makin’ a fuss
There’s a glass ceilin’ to break, uh-huh, there’s money to make
And now it’s time to speed it up ’cause I can’t move at this pace
Sometimes it’s hard to find the words to say
I’ll go ahead and say them anyway
Forget your balls and grow a pair of tits