The Sorrows of Young Werewolf (eyeteeth) wrote,
The Sorrows of Young Werewolf

Gruß vom Eyeteeth

It's the most wonderful time of the year, the time when I complain about Christmas music. And not just Christmas music but the non-Christmas music about cold weather that functions as Christmas music for some reason -- you never hear "Jingle Bells" or "Let It Snow" after December twenty-fifth. Songs like that are like the packing peanuts in the big box of Christmas music that gets opened up the day after Thanksgiving and is subsequently dumped all over me whenever I go anywhere to transact any kind of business. Last night, as I was buying bananas, I was subjected to "Baby, It's Cold Outside," a song that has always made me uneasy. First of all, it's a song about nagging, and it is not charming to be nagged. More specifically, it's a song in which a woman tells a man no and he disregards her, which is what she really wants, of course. Ho hum. What has always stood out to me about that song, though, is the line "My sister will be suspicious." I've always wondered what the deal is with the sister. This woman is alone with a man in his home, and they're smoking and drinking, so presumably she's over twenty-one, but maybe that's the twist ending: maybe she's fifteen, and that's why she's having so much anxiety about getting home before her family suspects anything. There's also that line "Say, what's in this drink?" GROSS. It is a gross, rapey song. Stop playing it at me, Associated Supermarket!
Tags: christmas, krampus, stix
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