A Scottish family name, BRODY came from words meaning muddy ditch. Silly Scots.
Duller Colours raps “Runnin’” about failed family dynamics, but at least Brody made it home for Christmas. R+B bent.
In “WRAPPED UP” Yung Tax Collector (feat. noah!) worry about Jesus and decorating gifts. But Phil and Brody get shoutouts in this troubled rap. Then again Brodie means brother to those in hip hop.
Brody Stevens talks about himself (and Christmas) with “Brody’s Bio“. I realize this is not a generic Brody, but i imagine all Brodys aspire to this life plan. Screechy pop/rap.
Not sure if many girls get named Franca, Italia, or Deutschia, but BRITTANY is just a female from Britain. (Not France, bc the people from that region actually took over England starting around 1066.)
Megan Moroney hoots and hollers through “All I Want for Christmas Is a Cowboy” with the jolliest honky tonk blues. But she does have to fight off the Brittanys and Jessicas to get him. Guess there’s not enough to go around.
November Cold takes us through another tragic loss coinciding with the holidays in their indie power ballad “Rockefeller Center“. They lost Brittany before Mom, but we’re not clear if that’s a breakup or merely more mortality. This is the rage stage of death.
Michael Ray gets with the imagery in “Picture“, a country twanger about reminiscing with an old photo of his sister Britney and him at Christmas. Naturally he connects it to death.
Let’s deal with the over naming in North America. Surplus of Brittneys often leads to devaluation. Plus Keishas. Both get denigrated in the nasty rap BLUE AlERT “Christmas Twerk” by Dk Diggz.
“Merry Christmas Britney” is ’80s style pop from Christmas Crackers doing their damnedest to lure that titular gal on over. Offers hail from man and woman, just in case. No answer… yet.
BRIAN likely comes from high ground, so aristo in a way. Also came from maggot, as a nickname. That’s sooo Brian.
In “HOLIDAZE” The Deadd complain relentlessly about all things Christmas, including Brian’s stinky socks. Punk with improv and too much bass.
Flipping the gender, “Merry Christmas Breanna Rayne” is hard core garage from A Spelling E. Not much more than a toast, really.
Mrs. Claus has a standing appointment with Brian from the oil company. “Same Time Next Year” is her naughty rendezvous as told by Bah & The Humbugs. Show tune symphonic.
Unable to keep the familial peace on “The Day After Christmas” Some Good Evil has Brian tell Chris all about the cruelties endured. Garage pop about rotten turkey.
Playing with obscene rhymes Claire Margaret Corlett funny raps “What Christmas Is About?” though she concludes it’s about the gimme. And she calls out Brian for questioning her choices.
A distilled liquor, that is alcohol with lots of water evaporated off it (which made it cheaper to ship across the ocean), so–naturally–BRANDY is a fine name… for a stripper. It’s currently the 3000th most popular girls name hereabouts.
Richard Hertzberg & Ben DeVries serve up a fine corrido adventure “Brandy Saves Christmas” with much shaggy dogging and derogation (psst–she’s a hooker). Some fine south of the border guitaring and tumpeteering.
A couple languages fight to claim BRANDON. So, weedy hill, village smithy, or prince are among your etymological picks for what’s of late become a dogwhistle swear.
[If you don’t get that last mention, review the rapping humor of Forgiato Blow’s “Let’s Go Brandon Christmas“. It’s a hate thing.]
Kelly Clarkson doesn’t name her beau in the lyrics of “Winter Dreams (Brandon’s Song)“, but she married the guy so we’ll allow this over orchestrated pop hysteria.
Love Note to Dexter introduces us to “Brandon Yule“. And that’s it. Insistent pop.
Old English was so badly pronounced that broad was said BRAD. Welsh decided it meant betrayer. My weird as dirt name book insists (due to alliteration, celebrity identification, and some guy the editors knew) this is the sort of person who’d forget your birthday. Okay.
TadWadMCt is really into “Big Bad Brad!” so he raps horribly about him (and about trying to burn down Santa’s sleigh). Preteen delight.
On the other hand, “Christmas Eve at Granny’s House” involves Tori, Brad, Deb, and Rojana. Cousins, amiright? But, imma hurtin’ for Brad songs so let’s let Betty Overstreet take it away with some folk easy listening.
‘Bout my favorite Brad reference happens to “Santa Claus. December 26.” See, Santa’s pooped out and wants to hang with his bro, who’s getting on his nerves pretty harshly. Tony Thaxton (ft. Matt Taylor) nail this lite rock.
Like Bella, BONNIE just means pretty in another language. Do men get names that way?
Jet Velocity Holiday All Star Band (led by artist and producer Jason Ebs) attempt the hardest of rocking with their hair pop “Christmas Time Tonight“. Buddy and Bonnie Lou are represented.
A couple Xmas references is all i need to post “Bonnie Ate A Beachball” from Po Lazarus. Caution: abortion, suicide, misogyny, and just bad manners are all sources for humor here. Kickin’ pop garage, though.
Bobby is short for BOB which is short for Rob which is short for Robert, in short. [We are ignoring Dylan, Wills, Marley, Cratchit, and Squarepants here.]
One of my favorite Bob songs is Trout Fishing in America’s “Bob and Bob“, the identical snowflakes. Impossible you say? Folk kidsong.
Well, in “Tailgate Christmas” Bobby’s in red asking girls to sit on him. Tawdry country from Chance Hunter, Jeff Bialk,
With Bobby (and Jenny) shopped for, Riders in the Sky ask the family matriarch for what they want for themselves. “Just Put a Ribon in Your Hair” is slow jazz with an agenda. Square flirting.
Neighbors Bob and Betty add to the malaise in Robbie Williams’s “Yeah! It’s Christmas!” It’s big band bitchin’.
“christmas bob!” by Cally and Casey saves the uking day! I guess. I can’t make out much from this basement folk.
Time for some Motown and “Peace For Christmas (Remastered)“. Chuck Alden funks us the possibility, or at least to Bobby from Boston. Sounds like Bobby’s got sent to ‘Nam, gang. Let us pray.
The Weeklings use measured hep cat rockabilly to assure us everything’s gonna be okay “Christmas Day“. [‘Ceptin’ Bobby, who didn’t get no muffin.] Straight from the ‘fridge, dad.
Lard Dog & The Band of Shy retro rock their party with a boss tune, an alien blob, a Christmas platypus named Bobby (with his ‘not nog’), and a “Crangleberry Christmas Tree“. Awesome.
