Category: country sort of

Sleigh bells mean Christmas most exactly when they are attached to Santa’s ride. Say, now that you contention that… can’t say as i recall those pimp nodules extending from Big Red’s vehicular contraption. I mean, i can hear that sound–but, is it magic or music?

The Kelly Girls swing the answer with “Jingle Jingle, Mr. Kringle.”
Enter Santa, cue the bells. And dance!

Surely you recall “Jingle Jingle Jingle” from the 1964 Bass Rankin stop motion ‘Rudolph’. Stan Francis sings as Santa in a show tune way that has imprinted on many a child.

Most spell-binding is the gentle country folk of Isaac Stancill’s “Jingle Jingle Twinkle Twinkle.” Both a lullaby and a horrorshow, this midnight encounter with Master Claus will leave a lasting impression–or will it?

Oh the songs you could hear if you searched nothing-for-Christmas with the-one-you-love. I can’t bring myself to put you through all that. So let’s stick our toe into the muck just a millimeter. (I can do that to you.)

She can’t sing (or make English) but Nubia Rose shakes what her sugar daddy bought her with “I Want Nothing for Christmas,” a poor pop pooper of impropriety. Phbbt.

Group pop chanting from New Found Glory takes sappiness and bro-s it up into “Nothing for Christmas.” Men’s chorus hollering I got what I wanted just comes off creepy these days, guys. A more perky variant from the ABC Jugband, their “Nothing for Christmas” becomes a folk-pop plea to troth togetherness for the Advent, please. Love me some toy piano.

Another one of those my-gift-is-my-song numbers actually brightens the post with some nice backbeat. “Poor Excuse (Merry Christmas)” from The Silver Bells rocks lightly into our night.

I dig the party bop of “Nothing But the Bells On” from Fashionable Glasses. This late-night goth club ’90s bit o’ darkness refers to how this non-believer only wants You without the usual vestments… [see title].

Darren Parry jumps the shark on “Don’t Need Nothing Else This Christmas.” Not with the lounge-tastic country treacle here, but the fan-fueled video gifs strung together into an ah-may-zing video. Do they love the song/Are they making fun of the song?! Who cares!

Apparently coal in your Xmas Stocking is comparable to being broken up with. Something something metaphor no toys. I guess.

Rob Endo folks and rocks “Coal Stockings” with a fairly upbeat loneliness. It’s a party when you’re with someone else too.

Winner of a country station Xmas song “Coal in Your Stocking This Year” details the naughtiness of your breakup as told by Tyler Barham with such gentle tones it makes me wonder what happened to country music? It’s all Hallmark Channel saccharine now.

Walter Giblin launches us unto a genre collision of Santa Claus and the western laying of hands upon wild stock in order to get the travels accomplished. “Good Ole Santa’s Reindeer Ranch” is a folk beater of supposition to consider. The growling gets bluesy.

“Santa’s Roundup” encapsulates what we’re going for. Mary Kaye yodels into country pop to signal the mish mash of the fun here.

Track down that last stray calf, cowboys are heading home for Christmas.

The “Cowboy Christmas Dream” is a warm home, according to Michael Webb in what wanders from western past folk into almost garage. Bang the guitar slowly.

Mary Kaye’s back with the endearing “A Cowboy Christmas Tonight.” Lilting, uplifting, the poke’s amongst folk.

Xmas animals have been manipulated variously on this blog, but there’s always one more on the loose.

Most comic songs about killing Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer are country howlers that don’t approach the cowboy mystique. But Fortress of Attitude’s “I Shot Rudolph and I’m Sorry” has got the bang-bang twang of real rawhide (not to mention frontier justice from Santa himself). Just genius.

“Coyote Christmas” features some rudimentary yodeling and sentimental anthropomorphizing from Liz Anderson.

Downtime for cowboys might result in feats of strength and skill. The showcasing of man vs. enormous domesticated animals usually results in some painful ouchies, but that’s the cowboy way.

Brenn Hill’s “North Pole Rodeo” is clever, concise, and dispatchful a country tune as one could hope for.

No Swiss miss, the cowboy yodeler. The sudden register change from chest-voice to falsetto expresses something the recalcitrant hombre can’t put into words.

Jim Whitman may be ‘The Yodelling Legend’ but his “The Christmas Cowboy” is all upper register, the yodeling on some echo feature.

‘Pulling out the glottal stops’ The Vipers ladi-la-i-tee across ukulele and trombone for “The Yodeler’s Christmas.” Buy those boys a lozenge.

Will Ryan straight shoots “I Wish I could Yodel for Christmas.” Highly entertaining, but are we digressing from the cowboy theme?

Leave it to ‘Deputy’ Douglas Green fronting Riders in the Sky to put passagio to perfection in “The Christmas Yodel” a true cowboy workout.