Year-round Yuletide oddities
As others go to sleep, Secret Sinclair’s would like to be “Where You are (Is Where I’d Like to Be).” Hey, i just said that. Lugubrious folk pop.
Cher shares the stage with Stevie Wonder for “What Christmas Means to Me.” Going to sleep is one of those things. Soul stirred pop.
Mista Ben Hood raps it out. “Ready for the Holidays” tells you to Go To Sleep. It’s the reason for the season.
Go to sleep Xmas Eve… for God!
Mache uptempos “Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep” as a grateful prayer for the gifts You bring to me. Nice, but that’s like tipping before the meal. Or it’s not about Christmas, i guess.
Chicago mashes up the whole season with their quite brassy “Child’s Prayer.” It’s around about Xmas, i swear.
Libera takes the act to church with the choir performing “When at Night I Go to Sleep.” I have slept there, too.
Too creepy to be a lullaby, Jav Douglass (and friends)’s “Oh, Baby, Don’t Cry” is the go-to-sleep Xmas song you didn’t ask for, but now can’t live without. Inspirational pop harmony.
Too tragic to be a lullaby, The Soldiers send orders to go to sleep in their R+B-adjacent “A Soldier’s Christmas Letter.”
If we all go to sleep, He’ll be quicker now intones the modulator in Slimes Souls’ “Santa’s Factory.” Well, i have it on good authority that’s what’s said. Who can tell? Fidgety pop.
Randall Paskemin uses comedy in “The Rezville Christmas Show” to introduce the Weasels singing “Santa’s Near (Go to Sleep)” for some strange reason i can’t see. It’s all very pop and fresh.
“Go To Sleep Under The Xmas Tree” from Retrospec is also not musical as much as it is a DJing of disparate media bites with unrealized purpose. Weee!
sylviaonthehighway belts out a pop ballad about Santa holding sleep hostage in the first 50 seconds of the epic “I Met Santa.” The remaining ten minutes are silence. It’s a metaphor for life! Go to sleep!
“It’s Finally Christmas Time” by El Domiii is practicing English, but with all the customs in place. Much is made of Santa getting to watch–but not you! Go to bed! Lounge pop.
The Wiggles recommend going to bed and making a wish when “Here Come the Reindeer.” Rock and roll -ish, but what’s the deal with checking out Santa’s belt buckle??
BLUE ALERT! “Go the Fuck to Sleep (Christmas Is Coming)” is Wolf Blitzer (the band)’s attempt to cash in on Adam Mansbach’s runaway bestseller. But the gentle lullaby pop doesn’t threaten just with Santa, but also with Jesus coming to your house. Saw those logs and no one will go to hell.
“Christmasland” by The Tvsjudgejoebrown Band is a bed time journey of experimental design. As a song, it’s a great psychological profile in discourage. I mean, huh?
“Santa’s Night Out” is Fabby Claus getting all excited about who’s coming tonight. This syncopated pop (rap lite) begins with going to bed. Weird, tho.
The Little Black Books (Mark Lindquist, Jim Hagstrom and Bob Olson) lower the boom with Minnesota rock in the awesome “Go to Bed (Santa’s Comin’).”
What do you need before you’ll go to sleep? A story?!
Sawyer Brown realizes on this night of all nights: No bedtime stories — just questions instead. “Where Christmas Goes” is quiet country, almost lulling.
An actual bedtime story from Low-Maintenance Perennials, “Bob Costas and the Magical Christmas Egg (A Bedtime Story)” fills time whilst the wee ones settle down. But this post punk experimental theater has a shocking twist ending.
The Christmas bedtime stories old people tell is just one more thing in the busy “Ornaments” from Christopher Kenny (feat. Valerie Aurelia). Choppy pop.
“Christmas Magic” is the symphonic nasal pop from Adlith Mondejar in which the bedtime stories are all The Christmas Story. A carousel ride of parental emotions. (Black Friday at Target??)
What time is it, kids?! Time for lying inert and unconscious, Buffalo Bob!
I wanna sleep as soundly as Christ the Lord/As he lay in the manger on Christmas morn: trills Abigail Ory in the bebopping “All I Want For Christmas Is Emotional Stability.” Le jazz hot. But cool dat.
Stevie Wonder’s “Bedtime for Toys” addresses tin soldiers, cotton dollies, even a Mickey Mouse. The inimitable warbler souls out about getting down, getting fast asleep. Listen up, children.
The Dan Collins Band slurringly checks the clock for “Bedtime on Christmas Eve,” a soft pop lullaby of growing impatience.
Is going to bed (Xmas Eve) just one more chore?
Joel of The Mik Maks childsongs his list preparing for night-night, but can’t seem to withstand the Zzzs “Before for Santa Comes.” Narcolepsy dis!
Candles, tree, food… it’s all gotta be done–before bedtime! Last minute carrib-rock from The Real Thing in the form of “Christmas Time.”
The groovy Candy Strypers wash out on all the chores when they “Forgot the Christmas Tree.” But they do remember to go to bed. Fab retro pop from 2023.
Who goes to bed Xmas Eve? You do! Yes, you do, you good boy(s and girls)!
From Pete the Elf comes an obscure 1967 45 from Bill Lamb(?) entitled “Go to Sleep, Little Lambs.” This pedagogical rant puts kids in their place (bed).
Perry Como seems too old to be anything but creepy when he sotto voces the details of children’s bedtimes for “Christmas Eve.” A la la la of an easy listening journey.
Remember? Rob Lord’s “Bag of Coal” only goes to the kids who aren’t good. But our protagonist’s eyelids are getting heavy, so he’ll be okay and NOT get clothes. Pretty indie.
Rita Faye Wilson (as brought to us by John Waters) childishly exhorts us to behold “Sleigh Bells, Reindeer, and Snow.” But you better be good or you won’t see him. Under the covers may not afford much view, but that’s the bluegrass pop deal here.