Eggnog is such an inspiration, people of all talents find themselves compelled to compose complaints of compotation involving this tradition. So screw your courage to its sticking place and lean in closely….
The so-called Vid Meister presents a child’s Christmas in swallows with his “The Eggnog Song.” Slightly better that adorable, slightly worse than doggerel. But he does like the stuff.
At the family bacchanal, Garet Robinson debuts his attempt at minstrelsy with his “The Eggnog Song.” There’s a song in there somewhere, if his in-laws would keep up accompaniment. Also likes ‘nog.
Harley-Grace (and Dad beatboxing) celebrates with “The Eggnog Song.” It’s short, but includes outtakes. At least Dad is embarrassing.
Christy Davis has got some onstage pipes catapulting “Granny’s ‘Special’ Eggnog” into clear novelty blues greatness–but this cell phone capture is so horrible, i have to include her alcoholic glamorization in this dumping ground.
The First to Fall bang the garage loudly with their “The Eggnog Song.” Props for energy. Question marks for lyrics.
The ukulele girl who goes by theosankh has posted her own “The Eggnog Song,” for which she apologizes; through which she plods uncertainly, and in which she swears (but she’s adorkable enough [her youtube channel is ‘Let’s Get Cereal’] not to earn a family warning). This is a personal tribute so prepare yourself for raw feelings.
Weird Paul Petrosky (Al never copyrighted that epithet i guess) rolls all over his synthesized piano and never quite gets around to saying eggnog. But in “Try the Christmas Drink!” you know he’s insisting on our themed mixture as a holiday tradition that must not be passed up.