Albert Pla, the singer-songwriter of the moment, his songs and how to normalize pedophilia
If you're a rebellious singer-songwriter, ideologically fickle (one day you might see him as an anarchist, the next as left-wing, right-wing, or pro-independence, or the complete opposite), the lyrics of his songs can go unnoticed or, sadly, be accepted. His verbal transgressions against human rights are considered "minor offenses," small and understandable pranks of a grown man who enjoys giving oral sex to a girl. The responsibility lies with the father. I don't like publicly condoning the lyrics we're about to present; they grate on my emotions because they evoke real cases of childhood abuse that have led to unstable and anguished lives.
Freedom of expression is as important as prudence and respect for the suffering of abuse victims. I don't like trivializing such sensitive issues. This is simply my personal opinion. I don't know to what extent my professional experience might influence it.
El Cemetery Gravedigger, a beautiful song with lyrics whose interpretation is ambiguous and which places the responsibility on the social maladjustment produced by heteropatriarchal education. Albert Pla, In a game of analytical interpretation, he invites us to kill the father, the origin of all maladjustment and social violence, including pedophilia.
From minute 4:10 We have one lyric that is unnecessary, at least for me, and which I transcribe after the video.
I met a lovely girl
She wore a braid and little skirts
Oh, how delicious and guilt-free!
That's what I like to hear, and I told him
Go to your dad and come with me
Come play with me
But come
Come on, come on
I'm going to live with my scrap metal dealer
But before
Stop sucking on that pacifier
From a lollipop
Now
Chup chup chup
Suck my dick, only mine
Chup chup chup
Suck my dick, only mine
MHe sucked it very well.
But the girl couldn't keep quiet
Father Quimmerde found out
It hit me hard
He wanted to kill me
Excuse me, sir, I didn't mean to take advantage.
So much social ignorance
It's clear I'm leaving the city
It has corrupted humanity
There is no respect for anything anymore.
I'm going to the village
I'll have to go up into the mountains
Marry




