At the bottom of the well you can see stars… That is to say, the heartache of heartbreak compounded by the universal union of Christ + candy canes causes a song or two to think the world is over, all over, not just at home.
It was s’posed to be ever-after, but Jay Brannan is in a doom spiral with “Christmas Really Sucks.” I’ve played this before, but, well, really listen this time to this beatup poet’s machinations.
Sylver gets cosmic with “Lonely X-mas,” slithering pop poetry that pairs flirty vulnerability with pouty passion. Coo.