"I got it, (I got it), I got it. For a good time, for a good time call." - Tommy Tutone, "Jenny" lyrics
What happened? See, in songs like this classic, you got the phone number right in the lyrics. You know it: 8-6-7 5-3-0-9. Boom, right there. And, in an interesting twist, that number used to be assigned to incoming Freshman at Penn State until it was eventually pulled from the University's list. True story. But, little by little... since then, songs have shown the difficulty and the breakdown of being able to pull a phone number.
"Hey I just met you. And this is crazy. But here's my number. So call me maybe" - Carly Rae Jepsen, "Call Me Maybe" lyrics
So then we move on this lyrical example. The number itself it gone. And the call becomes a maybe. It's the rap equivalent to "Can I holla at ya, girl?" It's not being shot down, but your chances of success have lessened since the days of Tommy Tutone. Why? Was is the 80s? Was the onset of grunge? Or did we begin to evolve into "It's me, Not You?" See, this is what I'm talking about. You can see it. But the degradation of getting them digits continues.
"My name is no. My sign is no. My number is no" - Meghan Trainor, "No" lyrics
And now we arrive at the current standard of musical number-getting. One word, NO. And this is not a knock on Meghan Trainor. On the contrary, the tune is catchy at hell. But it just completes the progression as we as a society to trying to pull digits. P!nk also added to this when she sung, "Keep your drink just give me the money. It's just you and your hand tonight." So, it's times like this when I'm glad I'm married. I feel for ya fellas. And ladies, don't be so cruel. I encourage you all to watch the scene in "Hitch" where Will Smith drops some savvy knowledge about steppin' to the fairer sex. Just think, if you do, what song THAT could inspire and bring this whole musical, numerical journey full circle. - MO