Thought of The Undertaker sitting up in his coffin on the first note every single time.
She makes $0 from me.
Worst.
Song.
Ever.
I hate that song. I hate it so much. Every year I loathe it more and more. God, how I wish it would evaporate into a faint memory and then oblivion. But no – every year, every goddamn year it’s orbital collision with my feelings of impending doom, make it clear – there is no escape, no exit. Just as much as I can fathom my conciousness, how I truly now I am alive, it will find it’s way again. Into homes, stores, shops, streets, cars, offices, bars, and oh so much more and everywhere. It’s if my own reality has shifted and there is now a void that could never be filled again, and I have to endure it. And then its gone. But not fatal. Its only subsided, not forgotten. It doesnt have a ghost, it’s nothing alive, nor dead. Nobody talks about it again. But – it will happen again. Rising from the ashes of the unforgotten. Only when my mortal being is going into eternal sleep there will be an escape. Maybe.
Maybe I will forget what I wanted – maybe my inferno will always and forever be that I want you.
In the 10 months of not being Christmas season, she makes more than 130 people’s average yearly salary.
Does Mariah actually make that much money from the song? Who is the publisher and who is credited with writing it?
I wonder why it went up so much after around 2015
This seems insane. I would guess this was total earnings divided among songwriters, performers, and the label. 🤯
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Everywhere I went her song was playing. I was curious about how much Mariah Carey makes every Christmas. So I made this [visualization](https://www.bynapkin.com/tools/christmas-song-money).
Heard this song probably 8 times yesterday.
Thought of The Undertaker sitting up in his coffin on the first note every single time.
She makes $0 from me.
Worst.
Song.
Ever.
I hate that song. I hate it so much. Every year I loathe it more and more. God, how I wish it would evaporate into a faint memory and then oblivion. But no – every year, every goddamn year it’s orbital collision with my feelings of impending doom, make it clear – there is no escape, no exit. Just as much as I can fathom my conciousness, how I truly now I am alive, it will find it’s way again. Into homes, stores, shops, streets, cars, offices, bars, and oh so much more and everywhere. It’s if my own reality has shifted and there is now a void that could never be filled again, and I have to endure it. And then its gone. But not fatal. Its only subsided, not forgotten. It doesnt have a ghost, it’s nothing alive, nor dead. Nobody talks about it again. But – it will happen again. Rising from the ashes of the unforgotten. Only when my mortal being is going into eternal sleep there will be an escape. Maybe.
Maybe I will forget what I wanted – maybe my inferno will always and forever be that I want you.
In the 10 months of not being Christmas season, she makes more than 130 people’s average yearly salary.
Does Mariah actually make that much money from the song? Who is the publisher and who is credited with writing it?
I wonder why it went up so much after around 2015
This seems insane. I would guess this was total earnings divided among songwriters, performers, and the label. 🤯
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