Breakup songs make up a subgenre as fertile as it is generous. They admit almost everything. Get terribly melodramatic, like Etta James, who sang in Tell Mama that she would rather go blind than see her lover walk away from her, or be overbearing and sly, like Ariana Grande, who coined a phrase for the decade with the song in which she dispatched to the last one and, by the way, to all his exes: Thank u, next.
They are themes that do not even require great lyrical complexity. I wish I never saw the sunshine, by the Ronettes, pulls from one of the easiest rhymes in English, rain (rain) with pain (pain), in its last section, and that does not detract from that theme, one of the most beauties of pop history, not one iota of its pathos.
Before releasing his own breakup song, Rauw Alejandro would have done well to study the work of two of his friends and collaborators. The Shakira and Bizarrap session will not be an example of subtlety, neither in the lyrics nor in the music, but if eight months after the shakirazo we continue and will continue saying “sorry that you splashed” it is for a reason. Clearly.
In his hasty theme Hayami Hana, so ridiculed in networks that it is even embarrassing, Rosalía’s ex shows that he has not hit much of them or the one who was his girlfriend until a few weeks ago.
That the song’s release coincided with a stolen-pose of him walking through Los Angeles with a sad face and clutching a kitten, a paparazzo photo so unintentionally comical that it seems generated by AI, already indicates that the subject is more than an outlet ( “I want to get a couple of things out of my chest”) or an understandable commercial calculation aimed at seizing the moment to score a hit, is a poorly calibrated exercise in public relations that has gotten out of hand.
The song is not even a song, nor an extra-long watsap as has been said, but a statement that celebrities write in the Notes application, in this case to launch the version that he was not unfaithful (how horrible, by the way , if she had “the key to her cell phone”) and that it was she who broke the relationship.
As the body asks us for blood, what we all hope is that she responds, that Grammy surely won’t rhyme with Motomami.
