You think you hate it? I worked in a video arcade in a mall when that song came out. Arcades at Christmas in malls were horrific back then anyway because shopping parents decided to make us babysitters, but we also had a 1-hour VHS tape that we got from HQ every month with music videos, cartoons, etc. It would get to the end and rewind and play again. Of course, the music video for that song (where she is uncomfortably sexual with Santa, by the way) was on that tape, so I heard it 40 times a week, once an hour. And then on weekends too because I was doing “required” overtime.
Mariah Carey.
She makes me want to jump into the abyss, not just gaze long into it.
I swear to God if I hear that song one more time I’ll go Setlik III on the closest radio.
You think you hate it? I worked in a video arcade in a mall when that song came out. Arcades at Christmas in malls were horrific back then anyway because shopping parents decided to make us babysitters, but we also had a 1-hour VHS tape that we got from HQ every month with music videos, cartoons, etc. It would get to the end and rewind and play again. Of course, the music video for that song (where she is uncomfortably sexual with Santa, by the way) was on that tape, so I heard it 40 times a week, once an hour. And then on weekends too because I was doing “required” overtime.
My condolences to your ears and temporal lobe.
Thank you. I am still recovering, but it’s been a long and rocky road.
All I want for abyssmas is you.
Ugh.