Review – Friends – I’m His Girl

Samantha Urbani of Friends, super-hip Brooklynites fresh on the scene, is certainly self-assured. She delivers the first line of ‘I’m His Girl’ with a cattiness that would make the surliest of street prowlers’ heads turn: “When you see me walking around with him/I’m not just another chick/I’m his girl.”

On the face of it, it reads like handbags at ten paces. But listen again. This is no jealous wag at other women attempting to poach her man. Instead, it’s more from-one-chick-to-another relationship advice on how to make romance work: “I’m the one he loves and trusts/He goes out on the town/I don’t get jealous/It’s all about affection/Not possession with us.”

Urbani, with a delicious pout, comes across the older, wiser and more sexually in tune schoolgirl sharing her experiences with her younger, more naïve peers. It’s all set to a Lykke Li-at-the-disco throb, with its horny, slap-and-tickle bass line, pounding floor toms and vigorous bell ringing. This’ll definitely make hipster indie kids jizz their load.

By Jamie Skey
Twitter: @Jamie_Skey