Say, what's in this drink?

[bunsen_h]

As a number of broadcasters have decided not to play "Baby, It's Cold Outside", I've been hearing a lot of "One song you're not going to hear much this Christmas is 'Baby, It's Cold Outside'" and clips from that song, on the news sources that I follow.

The other day, I heard a radio comedian wittering about "'Say, what's in this drink?' Well, they didn't have roofies back then." This is true. But they did have "putting several times more alcohol into a mixed drink than one would expect". Or whatever. Clearly, the woman is finding that her drink isn't what she's expecting, and finds it concerning.

Like "Have Some Madeira, M'Dear", this song hasn't aged well.

Though hearing it sung by Ricardo Montalban, my internal response to "what's in this drink?" involves Corinthian leather, coffee, and CREEETURES.

Comments

[madfilkentist]

The lyrics are a bit creepy, even aside from that line.

[blit]

There's been much much written about it, and yeah, I think context and nuance got lost, and some language doesn't age well. It's too bad, because it's such a dang nice duet. If only it could be rewritten slightly to make it more clear that she wants to stay but can't, but I'm not sure that's a good idea either.

So really, we need a new duet altogether in the same vein.

Ohh, I'm going to have to find that Montalban rendition. :)

[ambiviolent]

Yep, being over-served was a thing. So was being coerced. Not recent inventions. To hell with that song, I say. Mind you. I also hate Christmas, so who cares what I think?