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Sprawling all over the notes Roxie Maisel makes a fuss about you in the easy listening pop of “My Only Wish is for Your Kiss“. You may need a serviette after.

Ash Koley merges with the guitar to create great indie folk with “I Wish You Well“. She’s got the fam, but she wants you.

El Camino applies crooning Elvis-mode softness to “I Wish You Were Mine at Christmas Time“. Are you made of stone? Go to him!

Huey ‘Piano’ Smith and The Clowns conspire to sound like several different songs at the same time with the funky doo wop of “I Write to Santa Claus“. He wants you back, not diamonds or a shiny car.

Covered endlessly by way of copying Julie London, “I’d Like You for Christmas” has never been improved past the original big band ballad. Swum does a kooky dj mix, though.

Vina Verde whispers/speaks “I’ll Come Just for You” in a race with herself to wear her harmony on her sleeve. Can’t identify a single genre here, it’s everything–including weird.

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Jill Johnson roams the vocal range with the slightly country/slightly jazz easy listening “I Want You for Christmas“.

Miss Rose & Her Rhythm Percolators sounds familiar when she sings “I Want You at Christmas“. But it’s a gender flip, and more ’20s than the last guys what done it. Big band with loads of strings.

Onionmaster (ft. A Starwar Betamax)’s “I Want You for Christmas” is remixed, filtered, sped up, and generally ruined for your listening displeasure. I dare you to listen (all the way through).

Jesse Belvin takes us back to when doo wop was no longer just blues, but on the way to rock and roll with “I Want You with Me Christmas“. Iconic.

No wonder then that six years later Big Dee Irvin and Little Eva’s “I Wish You a Merry Christmas” is much more pop rock and roll. Whoa oh baby. (Who you calling FAT?!)

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When Kevin Sisson sings “I Want Everything for Christmas“, it’s code for YOU. You are everything, baby. Slack guitaring country, so it’s like crying.

When A Harold Rippey threatens “I Want to Celebrate Christmas with You“, his gargley sotto voce monotone drives you away. What’s that? Waht’d ya say? Lounge of the free.

When Rudy West & The Keys doo wop “I Want You at Christmas“, they put their harmonious hearts into it. Don’t get your panties in a sopping wet bunch.

When Cherie Brennan works up to admitting “I Want You at Christmas“, her velvet vocals inspire one to overlook the odd rocking guitar solo in this easy listening country.

When Dick Robertson & His Orchestra finally reveal “I Want You at Christmas“, i’m too busy dancing to worry what a bag full of you could portend. Big big band.

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Alan Jackson corns the pone and misses the tletoe in “I Only Want You for Christmas“. It’s almost funky how western it is.

Paula Nelson slides out the tip goblet for the sultry lounge jazz treble, “I Remember You”. It’s a loving tribute.

Flooded Cellar drives by your old place, so then “I Think of You“. It ruins Xmas, you not being there. But your memory just about smothers his garage folk.

Wizard of Loneliness explores ’70s electronica with “I Wanna Make Christmas with You“. It’s more about moodiness than getting you in the mood.

Bernie Cummins & His Orchestra take a few big band laps until claiming “I Told Santa Claus to Bring Me You“. This is ’20s ragtime jazz, so lean in closer.

The Silver Bells reverses direction with the partially metal ballad: “I Wanna Love You For Christmas“. It’s been a rough week, so help the fella out, huh?

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Aloe Blacc works himself up with R+B and funk to determine “I Got Your Christmas Right Here“. Imagine the appropriate gesture for here at your peril.

The Mavericks play it cool through bebopping blues to reveal “I Have Wanted You For Christmas“ since the world began. Even before Christ. I guess. May be exaggerating a bit. Don’t care when it’s this good.

Andy Miller confesses to wanting you but also messing things up when he makes up the folk as he goes. “I Hope You Still Love Me on Christmas” is a bit wishy washy, but heartfelt.

The Goldiggers get stuck between repetition and scat when they big band their easy listening “I Just Want You for Christmas“. You girls!

George Stait stays aw shucks focused when he two-steps through “I Know What I Want for Christmas“. Despite the CW buildup, it’s just being with you. Not like a kidney or anything.

Winterval unleashes the power of gentle New Age indie on “I Love You More Than Christmas Day“. Kisses and ultimatums pop up in this simple simmering of feelings. But it’s courteous.

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Evacuate’s “Holidays with You” is metal excessive about being with you. Easy now.

GrandIlusionist’s “Home for Christmas (80’s Rock Mix)” also flames up for being with you. Hair metal shenanigans.

American Basics’ “How Could You Want More” is live (and largely ignored) rock that wants answers, dammit.

Renzo Cesana’s “I Bought You Violets” is spoken word regret around the winter occasion of rejection. Erm, maybe roses?

Mark Hand’s “I Don’t Need Anything” recalls that one time of presents and cookies and kisses, but his indie soul doesn’t really remember. Just love.

Confused’s “I Don’t Need You At Christmas (Unmixed, Unmastered & Unloved)” toys with not needing you. Maybe you should just disappear. Then the hard rocking indie starts to wonder about next year. Slippery slope.

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Music with Mar. finally adds some kidding to our month with “Happy Holidays to You“. Kazoos herald Santa. Dreidles spin under the candles. Insistent wishing.

The Whispers Motown their harmony for “Happy Holidays to You“. It’s quite a production for such a simply sweet sentiment.

You and me, according to The Crystalairs, will make a “Happy New Year“. Christmas, too. Doo wop warmed over with R+B.

This year I want you alone, explains jardinière covering The Maine’s “Ho Ho Hopefully“. Not sure who ‘she’ is in this context. But, you got this. Indie monotony.

Kat Perkins draws a line with “Holiday for You and Me“. If you cross it, you will have a good time. Unpasteurized pop.

Dave Barnes is thinking about you while picking out a tree. “Holidays Made for Two” is finger popping lounge jazz, but he gets it right.

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Spoon DogG (ft. T-Pop and Juice) honor/mock rap with “Give You This Gift“. BLUE ALERT, your gift is under his belt.

A Choired Taste is more self effacing with the handicapping folk-rock of “Good to See You Again“. It wails, politely.

Sonny Landreth is a smidge more euphemistic with “Got to Get You Under My Tree“. Blues backbeat holds back the urgent zydeco.

Dude York thanks his lucky stars bc “The Greatest Gift Is You“. Dude! Better than a bike? Better than the gift of Christ? Okay, okay. Reluctant rock.

Dolly Parton Kenny Rogers say a silent prayer seeing’s how you are “The Greatest Gift of All”. This easy listening country even allows how no other gifts have been opened yet. Easy win.

Johnny O raises a glass with his lounge lizard “Happy Holidays to You“. He’s here to keep you smarm.

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Chanté Moore belts out the soul when “Every Day’s Like Christmas“. When might that be exactly? When you are around. You can quote her.

Lori Lofstrom raises her voice to announce she’s “Falling for You” this time of the year. She’s got it bad, but the folk pop elevates the heat.

Time is just relative, preaches By Surprise. But “Father Christmas Time” is a punk promise to honor and obey.

Spoken word from J.T. Hiskey “From Me, To You (A Christmas Song)” is a bashful poem of need.

John Veaudry, Red Deer, Alberta jazz swing out “Gift of Your Love“. It’s something they want to open. Get it?

Ivan Hrvatska bellows “First I Make Love to You, Then I Make Love to Christmas” with electronic polka backing his accent. At least you came first. So to speak.

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“Christmas With You Is The Best” isn’t traditional. It’s sex. Kooky alt rock fun from The Long Winters.

“Christmas You” is a special thing. It’s not an occasion, It’s not a sweater wearing oaf. Jamie O’Neal swings the country pop just far enough to make her point.

“Closer to You” is a reference to baby Jesus from Alison Trelfa. Light ‘n’ airy pop with genuflection.

“Cookies” are a symbol for warmth and love. The Coats sing about you being a holiday dream. And making cookies with you is probably NOT a euphemism. Doo wop a cappella.

CrookedSound gets psychedelic (unintentionally) in “Being with You“. It’s wildly dissociative and obsessive.

“Cult of Seasonality” By Surprise is a long haul of wandering glimpses of Christmas and you and doing and not. I don’t get it and that’s fine.