Even though Girl Child is 13 and, in some parents’ purview, too old for my iron-fisted censorship, I still keep an ear out for the stuff she’s listening to. There is just something blood-curdling about hearing your barely teenage daughter prancing around the house obliviously belting out the lyrics to Rihanna’s “Rude Boy”: “Come here, rude boy, boy; can you get it up?/Come here rude boy, boy; is you big enough?” No ma’am, no sir. Not on my watch.
Still, even with being on my toes for subliminal messages and overt sexuality, one occasionally slips past me, like The Wanted’s “Glad You Came,” which I would never have suspected is really about… orgasms?! At least that’s what one member of the band has strongly suggested. And I’ve been letting my daughter sing along whenever it comes on the radio which, if you listen to any given pop station, is like 30-50 times a day, no lie.