I will start this critique with a query. Did Carpenter come up with this title because of a clandestine appreciation for this seasonal confection, oft the receiver of rejection, in hopes that fans will praise the album aloud, so she can claim others also have praised what "gives cake a bad name?" Or did I come up with the conspiracy because I did not want to be alone? I don't care, I love fruitcake regardless.
It's been said that love can make people do crazy things, one of which is not remixing a former hit into a festive and fun entry into the Carpenter canon with "A Nonsense Christmas." The song is the outcome of a blizzard of revision, not a mere flurry, and the snow didn't take long before it got dirty.
"Buy Me Presents" is a not so subtle reminder that her boyfriend is not only on the naughty list, but that he may soon find himself on the "do not reply" list if he does not take initiative by drinking her like a warm glass of milk, or racing to her from the North Pole to LA just to keep her stocking filled, those references (were not missed because of warm milk, not a fan anyways).
The proclamation that "santa doesn't know you like i do" is not only an incredibly arrogant claim, but can forsake your feelings like the subject of Wham's "Last Christmas" did. It sounds like Carpenter took a similar path, but the video for this song offers a last-minute shift in the narrative.
"cindy lou who" can be said to be an icon of Christmas spirit, or one of giving. The subject of the song still gives, but it's worse than coal...heartbreak.
After hearing the songs that have preceded this one, it is no surprise she is asking "is it new year's yet?" in a disco/dance club, no doubt. One that prohibits the enjoyment of fruitcake, the secret is out (It was just a theory, the majority despise this delectable confection).
The finale of this E.P. finds Carpenter drifting into a modernized version of a "white x-mas" collaboration of influences, while gifting us a surprise twist.
This album is appropriately titled because I could see myself listening to this for years to come; as a guilty pleasure because some of the lyrics are suggestive. It is a very likeable and listenable album, in a worldly sense, but there are some things. It's not the same but reminds me of "Blue Christmas" by a fellow Sabrina, Claudio. I could listen to the actual fruitcake, and probably eat it years later because of how hearty they are, almost like the cockroach of "cake?" Many would say that is an accurate metaphor for more than one reason.
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