Don't Puss Out on the Rock
Surely you've heard Sheryl Crow's summer splash single, "Soak Up The Sun." If you listen to a lot of Top 40 or "adult contemporary" or you watch a lot of VH1, or just spend a lot of time in K-Mart stores, you've probably been smacked in the face with this innocuous little pop tune over a zillion times since last May. It's a cheerful little ditty about summertime, when the livin' is easy, and Sheryl gains bonus points for asking Liz Phair to sing backup. In the time-honored tradition of Henry David Thoreau, Gene Simmons, and Bono, Sheryl urges the listener to go out and live life, to have fun and rock out. She sings,
And she sings it over and over and over again. Hear this, World, and repeat it later: Sheryl Crow wants you to stop worrying and to have more fun and just go out and relax and enjoy and soak up that goddamned Mr. Sun. "Yay," the listener thinks. "Finally! Someone who's not worried about anything - fuck skin cancer! Fuck melanoma! I'm a-gonna go outside and soak me up some sun."
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