Single Review: Katy Perry - 'Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F.)'
“It’s all good clean fun until heavy rotation is factored in. Enjoy it while you can”
Digital Release: July 24, 2011
Physical Release: July 25, 2011
Over the course of the ‘Teenage Dream’ era, Katy Perry has proved herself time and time again as having the ability to pen a feverishly catchy pop tune, regardless of the lyrical depth, which has spanned from her singing trite pop melodies about having “sun-kissed skin” in ‘California Gurls’ to her Leona Lewis impression on ‘Firework’, where she thought everyone was a pyrotechnic explosion erupting from her heart. And after the space-themed antics with Kanye West on ‘E.T.’, it’s back down to Earth for a night of shameless debauchery as she reminisces about ‘Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F.)’.
Over a jaunty guitar riff, frantic synths and a dance-pop beat - an unmistakably Dr. Luke/Max Martin production - Katy sings of her and her friends’ transgressions in a lifeless, 90’s roller disco-esque jam with a saxophone solo two-thirds in. Wading through it’s cheesiness, you find the chorus outstays it’s welcome, with four stanzas all with the same vocal and instrumental melody (the latter of which remains unchanged throughout the entire song), it soon gets tiresome and repetitive and even talk of a “ménage á trois” and a chant of “T! G! I! F!” can’t liven up what, for Katy, is clearly something very humorous. For the rest of us though, her poor lyrics (a prime example being - “Think I need a ginger ale/That was such an epic fail”) rather give the impression of one of those awkward talks, impeded by inter-generational differences, between a teenager with a fondness of parties and a socially inept parent as they struggle to be ‘down with the kids’.
Nevertheless, inescapable catchiness is synonymous with Katy Perry, and certainly, ‘Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F.)’ is an incessantly catchy song who’s message is successfully drummed into one’s head after the first listen, and it will permeate many night club walls this summer, so despite the immoral self-indulgence of it’s lyrics, it’s all good clean fun until heavy rotation is factored in. Enjoy it while you can.