Has Ke$ha Tamed The Warrior Inside?
Is it possible that with Warrior, Ke$ha has actually become more tame? One thing seems certain: with her recent spiritual journey, including a meditative stint in the Galapagos, she seems to have now completely abandoned the human race—and possibly adulthood?
“C’Mon” is the child’s play version of Christina Agulera’s “Your Body” in which both Ke$ha and Christina play lower class bleach-blondes with Jem and the Holograms aspirations.
Christina uses her bat to bash a man’s head to glitter; Ke$ha uses her bat to smash some bottles and steal some bubblegum. Christina eviscerates a store clerk in a bathroom stall; Ke$ha kisses a store clerk into a kitten. Christina hitchhikes a ride with a scruffy guy in Aviators; Ke$ha hitches a ride with a bunch of plush animals (one of whom is wearing a fanny pack).
Ke$ha, in leaving the diner, de-eroticizes herself. Even the “chair” that gropes her seems somehow sexless. The van is Pee-wee’s Playhouse without the subversion. The van, complete with a pink heart-shaped bubble bath, is much more akin to a Polly Pocket compact. Perhaps the “lollipop” she is singing about is really just a lollipop.
She can bite her nails all she wants. I did the same when I was in third grade. What happened to licking unicorn snout and mounting James Van Der Beek’s head on the wall?
And yes, I did see the 420 on the diner slip, the “Dream Machine,” the billowing (pink) smoke. But that is all a serious downgrade from an LSD triangle of cheese, radiating rainbow wounds, and Van Der Beek taking off his bra.