A radio mainstay (in a recent Jepsen interview, a DJ referred to it more than once as “a virus”), it also dominated Tumblr like a ready-made meme, while if you type in “Call Me Maybe parody” into YouTube, you’ll get more than 325,000 results. Not forgetting it being voted the best song of 2012 by the Guardian’s music writers. Its success reads like a pre-performance X Factor montage: No 1 in 15 countries, 13m sales globally, the biggest-selling single of 2012, 669m views on YouTube, nine weeks at the top of the Billboard 100. Even with this strange mix of free-thinking latte drinkers and gullible sci-fi fans with too much money, you get the impression you could walk up to anyone here and they would be able to recite all of Call Me Maybe word for word. Looming opposite is the faux French-Normandy castle of the Church of Scientology Celebrity Centre. I never thought I’d get the words wrong to that song.” We’re sitting outside her local coffee shop (Grilled Cheese Invitational Winner three years in a row, no less), a short walk from her apartment in the studied bohemia of LA’s Franklin Village.
“We did Good Morning America and they wanted a verse and chorus of Call Me Maybe,” she explains, almost giddy at her own recklessness, “and basically I ended up flubbing it. Even US soldiers deployed in Afghanistan made their own tribute video for Call Me Maybe.
L ast month, appearing on US television at the beginning of the promotional campaign for her ludicrously catchy new single I Really Like You, Carly Rae Jepsen did something genuinely shocking she forgot the lyrics to a song so embedded in popular culture it has been sung by everyone from former US secretary of state Colin Powell to the Cookie Monster and adopted by cheerleaders from Miami to Crystal Palace.
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