“Merry Christmas Satan” from Night Smoker is more of his greetings to you than sucking up to his forked tongue. Short hard metal rock.
Terry Silva picks at a sore i’ve been worried about. If JC’s appearance opened the way for forgiveness from grievous sin, what’s to stop an enterprising young no nogudnik from transgressing (as in BLUE ALERT: Worship Satan’s cock), then seeking forgiveness again and again. “Christmas Songs” may not settle that quandary, but the would is flowing freely now thanks to his subtle pop.
Marlboro regrets celebrating “Christmas Everyday” pretty bad. He starts confusing God and The Devil, blaming whomever comes to mind. Satan go swallow a tack he declares, to get even with his folk rock.
Emit Bloch (with Michael Vinaver), equally hungover, regrets that “I Mispelt Santa, Satan.” No horrors are visited upon this misdeed, but children cried. Not ’cause of the chill folk pop melody, though. Oh no.
In “Satan Won The War On Christmas” by Bradley Palermo & The Shadow Queens the Hell King is shown to own our souls anyway, so our Xmas is on his terms. Metal edged rock with an axe to grind, albeit gently.
Billy Castillo doesn’t have a lot to say when he sings “Satanic Christmas.” Apart from an infernal plug for Taco Bell, it’s just chanting for a bit. Then there’s a rant. Gregorian pop.
“Cynical Christmas Carols (Hail Santa)” by Satan’s Basement is metal ravings about a self harmer realizing the demons are dragging him away from the angels. To the tune of ‘Jingle Bells.’
Oh yeah we’ve been waitin’ For “Christmas with Satan” by James White & The Blacks. Extra crunchy experimental jazz backs this peripeteia of expectation. (Satan throws the best Christmas party ever!)
The Other side hard metals “Satan Claus” to lead us to irony, gravity, and choking up blood. Add ferocity and you got Yahtzee.
La Funky Simia tells the tale of the little one who misspells Dear Santa Claus. and writes “Satan Claus” summoning the end of the world, as well as a place in Hell that teaches proper orthography. Pop v. metal splendor.
Dated’s “Satan Claus” is word salad to electronica. Just seems to fit.
ApophisDaGod figures a general perversion of all that is good turns Santa to Satan. Hence, the parody “Satan Claus is Coming to Town.” Nowhere to hide.
Another ‘coming to Town’ parody, “Tor Wants to Spoil the Party” is mostly spoken. Tor Hershman claims there’s no Jesus or Satan, but confuses them together nonetheless. Too many drugs? Not enough drugs?
The Hot Buttered Elves begin with backward spinning, but jazz up the slow-pop for a fairly long-winded “Satan Claus.” Not as scary as pedagogical.