ZiZi hates when I do that into the mic, that hisssssss in "kisssssss."

so I made it the official title of the song now (7 S's), I can totally just do that.

happy birthday Zi!!!

lol I'm only kind of a jerk, I promise.

(where's the line? "mischievous" v "malicious".)

anyways if you've been to one of our shows recently, you've heard it...I take on the role of an aggressive catcaller, starting off with some of the most ridiculous pickup lines ever to leave human lips, been a fun side quest coming up with a new one every week but some I go with regularly include:

"heeeeeeeey girl, don't you know you finer than powdered sugar?"

"ooh you so sexy, come here and feel this shirt, made of 100% boyfriend material!"

"you should smile more, maybe I find you more attractive!"

"you ever heard the legend of the sword and the stone? because it would take King Arthur himself to pull me out of you!"

...and such. lol poor ZiZi...ah well her character gets a purse-size gun, she be aight.

besides, it seems like a fair escalation, I sure don't wanna hear any of that in a dark alley.

the palette of sound I chose for the song is distinctive--think I called it "Eastern dancehall?"--but I must state for the liner notes that my placement of these lyrics in this musical motif is not an indictment of any specific culture--the underlying issues are global--it is foremost because sitar patterns are proven to agitate the hips and I do enjoy vaguely melodic bellowing.

just sounds cool all jiggy like that, mostly.

...and yeah sure the entire post (and song) up to this point is meticulously crafted to piss ZiZi off but as she teaches to all her vocal students authentic emotion is part of the delivery so yeah, in which AJ finally catches a hot one for flappin his fn yap:

[verse 1, Zi]
why would you even say that?
boy you know I don't play that
so sad I guess you tried
don't need no question why
ttyfn bye
my next rejection you won't like

[pre-chorus, AJ]
.380, such a fn lady
red lipstick, ready with a full clip

[chorus]

do your talking while you walking
you a story, I'm a twist
but I know you can't resist
so come here and get a kiss (mwah)

[musical interlude]

[verse 2]
just keep your hands in your pockets
get ahold of yourself, better stop it
is this your best idea?
not this week or next year
you make me work this magic
I can make you disappear

[.380, such a fn lady
red lipstick, ready with a full clip]

do your talking while you walking
you a story, I'm a twist
but I know you can't resist, oh
so come here and get a kiss (mwah)

[interlude/solo]

[breakdown]
respect is earned
the lack thereof is learned
you keep playing with fire
boy gon get yo ass burned!

[.380, such a fn lady
red lipstick, ready with a full clip]

do your talking while you walking
you a story, I'm a twist
but I know you can't resist, ooh no no no
so come here and get a kiss (mwah)"

as I mentioned before, I do survive the shooting with injuries somewhere between "Looney-Tunes-ruined-shirt-with-soot-on-face" and "odd number of toes" but I sure do learn my lesson about street harassment, yes indeed.

sure, violence isn't always the first answer...but some among us aren't really fluent in any other language.

can't always let that stop you from getting your point across.

all power to The People.

--Flor!