The bloody and surreal Christmas carol by Leticia Sabater

Christmas begins when Mariah Carey defrost your All I Want for Christmas Is You. Almost always. In recent years, a competitor has emerged to the classic voice of winter; When the smiles in Manhattan end, Leticia Sabater stumbles her way through to welcome the Christmas holidays. It is now customary to listen to their Christmas carols when the key dates of the calendar arrive. This year he did it again.

One runs out of qualifiers to explain the version that the singer has made of Last Christmas, stained with blood and smiles. Because life is like that and she jumps into that pool without water. This is a surreal song from start to finish. The protagonist sings, in a bikini despite the cold, while dancing to the sound of a chorus that says This Christmas I will eat a pibn. The pace is not too fast, but his movements are fast and frenetic. His is an out of rhythm performance that can only be contextualized when the strangeness of the argument is taken into account.

A disembowelled shoemaker that doesn’t cry you fucking love

It all starts with Santa Claus, the original, who looks for Leticia Sabater to confess that this year he will not distribute the gifts. That he can’t take it anymore and that he has taken sick leave due to anxiety.. He is disappointed and crestfallen. She, in the snow, dressed in a few bright clothes that she changes for a summer Mother Christmas outfit, assumes the responsibility of delivering the presents to everyone. And with tireless desire he sets about such a task.

For a reason still unknown, although presumably due to inflationall those who receive the box with the bow have a long face and, instead of thanking her for the detail, they decide to attack Leticia who doesn’t care about anything. He just smiles and distributes with the same mechanism that a Chinese cat has to lower its arm and take out stone.

They break a bottle on his head, They shoot him in the forehead with a revolverthey stick scissors into his collarbone and stab him – without the knife touching his belly, but magically causing serious wounds – and Sabater, with inexplicable joy and abandon, begins to rap. All this, while the snow falls on a stage with solar lighting typical of the month of June.

The climax of the carol comes when he lies down on the ground and a boxer, ax in hand, It rips open his guts, leaving his ribs up and a circular hole in his stomach.. With his intestines out, and the face of someone sunbathing on a deck chair, he continues singing that this Christmas he will heal his love sorrows by eating a chick, because, yes, Your fucking love is not going to cry.

Tarun Kumar

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