After Hours

Zhanna Friske. La-la-la

Once again, Zhanna delivers a soul-less pop gem that is perfectly intelligible for somebody like me - someone who hasn't spoken Russian in any serious way in seven years. Case in point: the first 30 seconds are just her singing the word "la" over and over again. What could be easier to understand right there? Guess what "la" means in Russian. It means "la." The rest of it is like, "Boy, you're driving me nutso. My little head is spinning. Thunder and rain. I miss you, blah, blah, blah." Then it's like, "La-la-la, The stars and waves dance. Never mind the snow and rain. Let's go together, yadda, yadda, yadda." Or some such. I have a feeling that her backup dancers aren't Russian. Why not? No prison tattoos.