Barbie Girl: A Musical Interlude



JENNY, an elegant woman of taste and distinction, eats chocolate pretzels pantsless beside her husband, MR. JEN, a strange man. They’re watching the “Top Ten Pop Songs from The ’90s” list on MsMojo. Aqua’s “Barbie Girl” plays in the background.

(on TV)
It’s doubtful it’s anyone’s favorite song…

Jenny looks pointedly at Mr. Jen, who grins.

It’s doubtful, right?

Mr. Jen keeps on grinning.

I just cannot believe that about you. I can’t believe that is your favorite song.

Mr. Jen is still grinning , unashamed.

Like, it’s not in a funny way. It’s not in an ironic way. It is genuinely, and without sarcasm, your favorite song of all time.

It’s a good song.


It’s the best song.



25 thoughts on “Barbie Girl: A Musical Interlude

    1. It’s funny how people can respond so differently to the same stimuli. I was thinking if I met a guy who unironically and unembarrassedly liked something that bubblegum cheesy, I’d marry them in a heartbeat. But maybe that’s because I’ve dated too many guys who like bands “you’ve probably never heard of” and go on diatribes about how much better music “used to be.”

        1. That depends: is the only rapper they deign to listen to Macklemore?

          (Slightly tangential: I’ve noticed an uncomfortable tendency of these guys to only listen to white musicians or traditionally white genres; no blues, but plenty of British classic rock that’s basically repackaged blues. No rap, Motown, or R&B, but plenty of alt-rock and some metal/Nu metal/other Angry White Boy music, or even country. I’m not calling all of my exes racist–though one of them certainly was–but it’s . . . definitely something they never really thought through.)

          1. @Casey — Maybe they just feel like they’re bad boys and want to punish themselves by refusing to listen to some of the best music ever made?

          2. I’ve noticed this with someone on my FB who “explains” at least once a month why rap is objectively horrible, juvenile, has bad grammar, isn’t “real” music, etc. I’ve just resigned myself to no longer arguing. They’re never going to see how blatant the signals they’re sending are, especially when they have such a clawing need to “explain” why any genre/style created or dominated by black artists is terrible over and over and over again.

            It’s the “I listen to everything…except rap” that “open-minded” white people do. They’ll listen to Meghan Trainor or Hailee Steinfeld singing pop in a “blaccent” and love it all day long, but Rihanna or Nicki Minaj make bad music because [paper thin justifications]. Then when you point out how coincidental it is that they only dislike black artists/genres, they become music theory experts whose ear is so much more refined than yours, and that’s why you don’t understand.

        1. Hipsters are bad, but the “music stopped existing after 1975″ crowd is pretty annoying as well, and I’ve personally met more of them. Every time I hear Led Zeppelin or Cream I have a knee-jerk reaction to axe-kick my radio–a reaction that has nothing to do with the band itself, but they’ve been poisoned forever as the only “real music” in existence.

  1. Funny. I like that song because it reminds me of college but it’s not my favorite. My brother wants it played at his funeral. Must be a guy song.

  2. I don’t think it’s his favourite song, but my husband loves that song too. Is there something going on here? I don’t get why guys seem to unapologetically love this song. Maybe they’re messing with us?

  3. I’ve always enjoyed that song and actually nearly kicked a guy in the face once (in HS) when he reacted so violently AGAINST IT. Like it came on at the school dance and he made this disgusted face and declared he’d go tell the DJ to turn it off because it was such a bad song and anyone who liked it was as empty-headed as Barbie. He was only saved from my kicking him by his girlfriend punching his arm and storming off (it was her fav song too).

  4. Just a little while ago a friend and I were talking about this song.

    We decided someone had to make a jukebox musical featuring only Aqua songs, in the vein of Mamma Mia.
    It would take place on the Las Vegas Strip, about someone who comes to make it big (Because it’s “Calling You”) but unexpected problems arise. Cue a run in with a “Barbie Girl”, a visit to “Doctor Jones”, memories made “In the Heat of the Night”, all finally culminating in “Happy Boys and Happy Girls”

    If this ever happens, I will happily give Mr. Jen complimentary tickets.

  5. My little boy was attending school in Britain in 2003. They played this song at the Christmas play and all the little girls were dressed like Barbie dolls and danced to it.

    I was like: “…”

  6. Props to Mr Jen for being unashamed of the music that he likes :)

    I personally preferred Dr Jones, if we have to have an Aqua classic playing, but Barbie Girl is one of those catchy numbers where you learn all of the lyrics by osmosis (or some other magic), and end up grudgingly almost liking it.

  7. Oh yes it’s the best, in a twisted part of the pop-musical scale which starts with Mika’s lollipop and ends with playing Gunther: Pleasureman on repeat (seriously, it has to be heard to be believed).
    My musical snobbery is reduced to “no brass-band folk songs please”, “original English lyrics versions” and “if I’m dancing, up the tempo!”
    Any true appreciator of music should be able to lose themselves in rap as well as rock, pop, country ballads or old&new classical. Especially the shitty music.

  8. Lene from Aqua was the first woman I ever had proper tingles in my pants for. That bit in the Barbie Girl music video when she is singing from the pool and her hair is all wet…Hnnnng.

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