Hot chicks are kissing each other everywhere you turn, and naturally The Sun is there. That gratuitous photo-compilation, part of the time-honored journalistic tradition of simultaneously fretting about pop cultural depravity and reveling in it, is hooked to the popularity of Katy Perry's "I Kissed a Girl."
What's interesting about Perry's overplayed bisexual anthem is how unabashedly skanky it is. Jill Sobule scored a hit back in the 90s with a song also called "I Kissed a Girl," which also features a protagonist with a boyfriend expanding her sexual horizons.
I think Sobule's song is superior, but that's a subjective judgment (hey, some people like their pop songs over-produced and screamy). But it's also a lot different in tone: It's about close friends spending an evening in, discussing their unsatisfying relationships, and then crossing a physical boundary. Perry's song is about a couple of drunken sluts anonymously hooking up at a bar. Hasn't David Brooks phoned in a column about this yet?
