We’re limiting ourselves to the fipple flute here, the tin or plastic or wooden toy head-splitter from in the stocking. So, no boats, trains, taxis, or killer winds at this time.
Let’s get all those metaphoric bells and whistles out of way at the outset. Pseudo-country from Shelley Lynch asks us to “Rock it Out This Christmas.” With all the trimmings. No holds barred. To the max. Like that. Sorta.
Tori V.’s “Pink Christmas” notes how bells and whistles are chimed. Cheesy pop with little grasp on reality. All the makings of the best Christmas ever!
Johnny Cash’s sermon “Christmas as I Knew It” portrays himself as whittling a whistle for her brother in the poverty of the holidays. Pretty damn sad. Spoken.
A whistle is just one more li’l toy children might get, as mentioned in “Up on the Rooftop.” But, for novelty’s sake, lets spin Sufjan Stevens’s version–quite a electronic/tribal beat experience.
There are whistles to be blown in SteSy’s “Metalcore Christmas.” Minds, too in this headbanging meltdown.
Tom Hench plucks the untuned strings and lays into the Celtic poverty where the “Whistle Made of Tin” is the best Xmas gift a Da’ could give his young’un.
