The first step is admitting you have a problem. No, wait, the first step is rock bottom. No, hang on, the first step is being obviously out of sorts…. Hell, to each his own.
Leading by example, “Sometimes Even Santa Needs a Shrink” is posited by Dr BLT with wily jazz riffs, yet cloaked in confidentiality.
The H.P. Lovecraft Society returns for “All I Want for Solstice is My Sanity“. It’s a ‘Hippo’ rip-off and it’s slavish to the original text.
‘Sleigh Ride’ refig “All I Want For Christmas Is My Mental Health” by Chili A.F. makes little sense, but stays on the beat.
The Stools may be giving up while hollering out “Sanity Ain’t Comin’ This Christmas“, but all punk music is a need for attention.
Asking for peace and love, Aaron Varble folk-pops “Merry Christmas, Sanity“. There’s actual pleading here. Anything like that in your boxes, magi?
“All I Want for Christmas Is My Sanity” is Future_Music’s long laundry list of all the stressors of the holiday. Would a silent night actually help? Harsh pop.
Asking for help Abigail Ory asks “All I Want For Christmas Is Emotional Stability” with adorably bluesy klezmer. Repeat until cured.