Smart und schön
Besonders toll wird diese Art der erzählerischen Wieder-Inbesitznahme einst verlorenen Terrains durch die Ästhetik der Videos und die modische Inszenierung von Janelle Monáe selbst: Es macht so viel Spaß, der Frau bei dem zuzugucken, was sie tut, schon auf der Oberfläche, die nie ins Dümmliche abrutscht. Tiefer rein geht dann der Funk und Soul und, ja, einer der YouTube-Kommentatoren unter „You make me feel“ hat völlig recht: Prince is not dead, he just became other people“. Mehr noch, er wurde eine smarte Frau. Für alle, die es noch genauer wissen wollen: Auch die Lyrics halten Stand.
Songtext: „PYNK“
Pynk like the inside of your, baby
Pynk behind all of the doors, crazy
Pynk like the tongue that goes down, maybe
Pynk like the paradise found
Pynk when you’re blushing inside, baby
Pynk is the truth you can’t hide, maybe
Pynk like the folds of your brain, crazy
Pynk as we all go insane
So, here we are in the car
Leaving traces of us down the boulevard
I wanna fall through the stars
Getting lost in the dark is my favourite part
Let’s count the ways we could make this last forever
Sunny, money, keep it funky
Touch your top and let it down
Yeah, somethin’ like that, uh
Ah, somethin’ like that, uh
Yeah, somethin’ like that
‘Cause boy it’s cool
If you got blue
We got the pynk
Pynk like the lips around your, maybe
Pynk like the skin that’s under, baby
Pynk where it’s deepest inside, crazy
Pynk beyond forest and thighs
Pynk like the secrets you hide, maybe
Pynk like the lid of your eye, baby
Pynk is where all of it starts, crazy
Pynk like the halls of your heart
So, here we are in the car
Leaving traces of us down the boulevard
I wanna fall through the stars
Getting lost in the dark is my favourite part
Let’s count the ways we could make this last forever
Sunny, money, keep it funky
Touch your top and let it down
Yeah, somethin’ like that, uh
Ah, somethin’ like that, ooh
Yeah, somethin’ like that
‘Cause boy it’s cool
If you got blue
We got the pynk
Yeah, somethin’ like that, uh
Ah, somethin’ like that, uh
Yeah, somethin’ like that
‘Cause boy it’s cool
If you got blue
We got the pynk
Pynk like the inside of your, baby
(We’re all just pynk)
Pynk like the walls and the doors, maybe
(Deep inside, we’re all just pynk)
Pynk like your fingers in my, maybe
Pynk is the truth you can’t hide
Pynk like your tongue going ’round, baby
Pynk like the sun going down, maybe
Pynk like the holes in your heart, baby
Pynk is my favourite part