On Christmas Eve Salsa Boys saw a twelve-point down the street. So they alt-rock “I’m Gonna Get Me an Elk.” Turns out it was only a metaphor. Weird.
Fed up with capitalism: A week before Halloween–festive cards can be found in isle twelve–Merry Xmas! composclero gets all “Screwge.” Chill, dude, it’s only a cantaloupe.
Twilight Creeps would rather have Halloween, but All I see when I look up are 12 reindeer on Santa’s sleigh. Casting a ghoulish light on the winter fest, “Poison in the Mistletoe” rocks pop music with an evil glee.
“12 Angry Reindeer” is a muddled journey by House of Large Sizes. Rant received, but never seem to get out of the garage music.
Even worse is the oppression on the proletariat. Cashleaders raps All this over time and I’m still broke; Got my Christmas bonus looking like it’s bogus: Twelve whole dollars–boy I hope it ain’t blow it! “Christmas Blues” is the fuse on the powdering of the underdog.
Stephen Amick wants “Guitar Lessons for Christmas.” He may be intermediate, claiming I learned twelve songs with just C, D and G, but this off-key folk pop begs to classify him incorrigible.
Then there’s original folk melody from Peggy Seeger. Horizon broadening.
My fave-o, though, to end on a semi-positive note, is the Billy West voice impersonation from the Christmas Party with Eddie G album. Spread between various songs are these ‘outtakes’ from a Three Stooges “Twelve Days of Christmas” parody. Terrific stuff.
Don’t wait til the 25th cautions Jessie Dunks with cool jazz acoustic guitar in “Give Thanks.” Ostensibly a Thanksgiving song, that dares to compare itself to Christmas.
Mêlée rocks out the annual question “(When is) Hanukkah this Year?” What’s that to do with our number? Contrast! So goes the intro: Yeah, it’s really good to have it just, you know You know it’s the 25th every year so no surprises–Yeah, hey, that’s true.
December 25th isn’t enough: Why stop at 1 day, Let’s go the rest of the month! chortles Rob Vischer in a sly party pop mood. “‘Til New Year’s Eve” is a plea to leave up the tree. I thought y’all already did do dat. Piffle, but uplifting.
Biggie Cream astounds me with his random bubba-ness and inappropriate rhymes. In his rap “Holiday Szn” Santa grabs your kids and rides away on his motorcycle, But December 25 its hunting season! Time to die! What the noel, dude?
Here’s something you don’t sing every day… Heymonday rattles the rafters with the overdone pop message: I just don’t get how I could ever spend the 25th without “Our Mixtape for Christmas.” Not sure if that’s love, or just music.
Redbubble seems to be an Australian online site for ordering stuff printed on merchandise. Hence “All I Want For Christmas (Is Gameshow’s Redbubble)” from Gavin and Qnce. At times awful, at times horrific, at times befuddling. But only 25 [Australian] dollars.
Harry and Chris from ‘The Russell Howard Hour’ (yeah, i don’t know ’em either) explain Christmas from the 25th to the placenta to a last minute, on the way to Christmas dinner, present-buying, emergency service station stop in “The Christmas Song.” Pop show tune comedy. Literally.
In-between these numbers is the thirty-nine and a half foot pole no one would touch the Grinch with. Many have tried to improve on this ‘standard,’ but let’s settle on the pretty Tyler, the Creator “You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch.”
If there’s an idea The Simpsons hasn’t made a joke about… wait’ll next season. So, apparently in season 22, Mr. Burns leads the Simpson family AS MUPPETS (and Mo, and Katy Perry) in “The 39 Days of Christmas [click the title for the entire bit],” featuring all the lovable 19th Century shenanigans the old codger celebrates (anarchists, fishwives, scriveners, and more).
Web nastiness vs Harry+Megan, Melinda touts and tortures the year with her “An Honest 2018 Christmas (help).” Return to the thrilling days of yesteryear with fine a cappella vocals.
In a similar vein The Holderness Family, a professional video excreter, take M&M music and rap out their yearly accomplishments in “Christmas Jammies 2018“–which are much more uplifting than the news.
Neon Star Sky has one of those big-things-happened around Xmas time numbers with their New Age “Realization.” 2018 and 2015 are both holidays of epiphanies, both negative. Bummer. But it’s my kinda musical-type vibrating.
“Deck/Wreck the Halls” by Big Eazy & Tiny Dancer (feat. Double $ $lick) is a handy comedy bit on a trad carol (with fun switcher parody 2 minutes in), but the boys do not want this to be the worst Christmas party of 2018. So, mm-kay.
The list grows longer and longer when comic singers ad lib ad infinitum. Strap in, this will take a while.
Hal Willis admits the old reindeer are getting too old, so here comes Rosebud, Flasher, Moonglow, Twinkletoes, Jodhpur, Stomper, Starbrite, Whizbang, and Herman. “Santa’s Reindeer Clones” is country cornpone kidsong.
The Benefit start out traditionally, but then… “The Reindeer Song” requires some stamina to make it through. Those who share this sense of humor will not tire of the endless add ons in “Reprise.” My favorite? Crouton!
Hey! I said, Hey! Sometimes, the interjection is just an excuse to slip in the weird. Even about Xmas.
“Hey-Ho, Let the Holly Jolly in” is the BLUE ALERT finale of ‘Another F*cking Christmas Play: A F*cking Musical’ in which the original cast rouse themselves from their cranky torpor and celebrate the holiday. Who Ray?
Amy Rutherford and Amy Stewart from their A Very Special Christmas Time with Amy and Amy rock the show tune poorly (on purpose, come on) with “Hey, C’mon! Merry Christmas!” Whew, out of breath time.
Filksinging from Green Matthews makes medieval merry of “Hey for Christmas!” Is it weird to want these auld soules to shake their bums?!
Patrick Sawers has bypassed Big Assembly by writing his own recital number for the grade schoolers as “Hey Ho It’s Christmas.” Better than most of that cornball crap, ya ask me.
Holiday time = drunk time, according to TheHeyHos. Gnarly rock (almost punk, but not quite) in “Hey Ho It’s Christmas.” Need a little hair of the Yule log there.
With the passing of Christmas, perhaps it is time to open a can of whoopee. I mean, finally, right? Woo-hoo.
Skavengers have caught the spirit of the season so hard that “An After Christmas Song” celebrates that perpetual high. Infectious Filipino ska pop. (Jim Sarthou claims to have originated this ditty, but slows its roll to the point of dreariness.)
With barely a spring in their step KC and The Sunshine Band wave in the ‘fun’ with their “After Christmas Song.” Funeral pop.
Half surf rock, half Beatles throwback “Merry After-Christmas” falters over sped up chipmunk vocals and clumsy tempo. But The Spongetones mean well. I’m just suffering doldrums this music can’t lift me from.
Bill Berry yanks the folk rock out from Dylan with “‘Twas the Night After Christmas“–an after hours party for Santa and company. They have no scruples, those unharnessed reindeer. Damn, nasty.