Roll On: Brandon

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.

Roll On: Brad

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.