"Whistle" blows

“Whistle,” the latest single from Flo Rida’s forthcoming album, “Wild Ones,” is devoid of anything resembling an engaging hook.

Instead, the listener is forced to endure a lengthy refrain of whistling with the pop-rapper crooning, “Can you blow my whistle, baby?” in the background. Sexual innuendos are more fun when they’re subtle, but Flo Rida has always been far from sophisticated.

In the past, Flo Rida has delivered bouncy and fun, albeit cheap, tracks. It’s true that “Club Can’t Handle Me Right Now” and “Right Round” aren’t masterpieces, but they make you feel good when they come on at Kilroy’s. You turn them up when they come on in the car.

The lyrics of “Whistle” are lazy and redundant. The phrase “whistle, baby” is repeated more than 30 times. There are only two real verses in the song; the rest is repetitive filler that wasn’t great the first time and has surpassed unbearable the 30th time.

By Lauren Kreiser