Category: eezee lisseneen

Normanic French, German, and Irish all lay claim to EVELYN‘s roots. There are so many meanings we’ll just say what-you-will. And i thought it was the root for Eve. Not so much.

Now a song about a baby born near Christmas might make onto the blog. But a bluegrass rap about warring parents suggesting and rejecting dozens of names for said baby definitely needs a looksee. Although entitled “A Boy Named Snommit” Elastic No-No Band makes it clear that the mother-to-be, Evelyn, does not allow this to pass. This one’s a wild ride.

Wild mumbling garage, “Merry Christmas Evie” doesn’t pretend to be anything more than the title. Jamie Jarvie’s got some ‘splaining to do.

Emil Matters slouches into “Christmas with Evelyn” with part joy and part indifference. That’s where indie music’ll get you. Did you make her up, dude?

The cool number here comes from American Song-Poems. “Evelyn Christmas” has so much backstory for our loving, traveling crafter that it’s hard to know what this easy listening is about. Then i found out this Gene Marshall recording had a cover. The Shut-Ins add some groovy fiddling to reanimate this stuffed turkey. Love it.

You know this one! EVE! Life! Yo!

Elizabeth Chan’s singing for her daughters in the jazzy belter “Christmas Forever“. One’s named Eva (pronounced Ava) (otherwise it’d sound like for-eva). Powerful.

In “Rehearsing My Choir” The Fiery Furnaces spin a story about a queer bishop who publicly condemns the storyteller’s sister, Eva. Enter, the Archbishop…. Experimental indie.

“Merry Christmas Eva” by Party The Hut and Friends is honkytonk indie that’s stuck on a girl. Sounds like a catchy one.

Bouncy AI pop seems the most digestible. “Eva’s Christmas Day” from Jolly Jukebox is as annoyingly fun as you wanna be.

Jamie Jarvie wishes “Merry Christmas Evie” with mashup genres (trad/beat box/sfx/rap), just so’s you know,

Peppa Pig has a baby sister, Evie. So her turns on trad carols might include a reference. Take “Last Christmas“, the same tune–but all about how EVERY Xmas is better than the last (which was the best). Does George Michaels know about this?

Eve appears in a million Xmas songs, rarely as a person. (English, thy name is ambiguity!) Despite the lack of punctuation, i’ll sneak in “Merry Christmas Eve” by Jeffrey Thomas Grivel (feat. Kat Palakovic) as if it were a particular wish to an individual. I like the sparkly, jazzy indie insouciance.

As a nickname, Mary mother of Christ, gets renamed bc “She’s the Christmas Eve“. (Joseph’s the Christmas Adam.) Ben Smith gets orchestrally indie with this wizard reflection on the Nativity. (I get a whiff of Hungarian waltz.)

Despite being the name of characters in Shakespeare and Harry Potter–and a Pope–CORNELIUS means one thing to us for Xmas. Horn colored!

“Yukon Cornelius (Bitcoins & Christmas 12-1-13)” as rapped by Syntax. the Terrific doesn’t much analyze our fave-o prospector. Just name drops. Charlie-in-the-box gets more airtime here.

Snowbunny Prospector nails the 20 second song with “Yukon Cornelius“. This AI ragtime pop reframes our hero into a hound, but c’mon–that hat, those whiskers… he’s a chick magnet.

At Jeff Beverage’s “Elf Christmas Party” Y.C. crashes the scene. Folk kidsong of some quality.

Kids Rap Radio sounds like you’d expect. “Reason for the Season” lists Yukon with Scrooge and the Grinch. Wait a minute, that’s hardly fair.

“The Ballad of Yukon Cornelius” may be homespun amnateurism, but Quinn David Furness applies ragtime piano and a slight twinkle to delight. Wah-hooo!

Wizards of Boat mask the message in “It’s Christmas & I Love You“. This experimental, filtered, oddball of a song purports little romance. But it Dows go on and on.

Florence K shimmies the sultry and ooh oohs the jazz for “You’re Christmas to Me“. I find myself moved.

Francesca Battistelli is also flirty, but it’s country gospel… for Jesus. “You’re Here” is a welcoming prayer. Might be a Mary song.

Marc Sardou keeps the beat in the soul journey “You’re My Holiday”. Sincerely syncopated.

Kyrre Bjørdal Sæther’s “You’re My Holiday” is stadium pop from another land. It might translate better to You’re My Vacation, but it works for this time of the year.

LoveNote (Sterling Cade) is definitely digging Christmas in his “You’re My Holiday.” A bit more easy listening than R+B, but it tries.

Albert & The Sleigh Riders single you out with the groggy pop of “You Always Hated Christmas“. You do you have to say for yourself now?

Shay Watson gets girly in “You Make It Christmas“. You’re magic! You’re my favorite holiday! You make me crazy! Golly gosh.

The Steeles change it up to hushed hymnal with “You Will Know“, a revelation over the mean truing of Christmas.

From the cable streamer ‘Santa Inc’, Anna Waronker, Carmen Christopher announce “You’ll Always Have Me“. Me in this instance is a fall back from good gifts. Folksy showtune.

The big classic in our compilation is “You’re All I Want for Christmas”, originated by Frankie Laine, championed by Bing Crosby, deboned by Eddie Fisher. Big band.

Totally different is Caro Emerald & Brook Benton singing “You’re All I Want For Christmas“. It sounds old fashioned, but here, dear listeners, is the move to modern music. Cha cha.

The Vietnam War causes “Another Christmas Without My Son“. The Rev. Oris Mays testifies over organ gospel for a message-laden revelation. It was 1970.

The corrido tune is gorgeous, but a bit is lost in translation for Loona’s “Another Christmas Without You.” What should be an adventure in searching for you, is instead I Miss You.

The Epileptic Hillbillys answer with flip out rockabilly in “Another Christmas Without You“. But, do they get back together? Does he move on? Explode? I’m too busy dancin’ to care.

Rocking out additionally, “Christmas I Am Going To Miss You” by Post War Decline devolves into a rut of guitar wagging indecision.

The Power of Truth stumble-mumble through “Closer Than Us“–but it’s a tragic loss, so allowance must be paid. Troubling easy listening pop.

Ryan Geary (feat. Josh Fellows) croons out “It’s Not Christmas Without You“, but the punchline here (get ready) is (this’ll kill you) the you here (you’re never gonna believe this) is New Hampshire. Just let the easy listening explain–

We’re only scratched the surface of psychological problems. One of the BIG motivators for therapy, as well as singing, is breaking up with the one you smash. Throw in a little Merry Merry, and we have ourselves a subgenre.

Granted this opens the door for easy listening and power pop (ugh), so you may have to wait a month for real crackups in our little sourced musical choices. But i’m here for you, X-philes. I’m gonna give it my all to find you some funny in all this misery. Or else we can call it quits.

Jazzy swing from Dennis van Aarssen, “[Will You Be] Gone By Christmas Night” classes up the dating jitters so you might be less inclined to take out a restraining order.

Bunnygrunt’s “Season Freaklings” proudly percusses retro pop rock over how it’s not Christmas without you. We’re going to hear that a lot during this month, so–Later, Jesus.

Buck Owens complains of anhedonia in “Christmas Ain’t Christmas“. Plodding country, now with more twang.

Horrifically, in honor of the Sandy Hook casualties, Wattle & Daub folk up “Ten Years Old (I Miss You Most at Christmas)“. That’s grief that is.

Bouncing back Tom Brusky (feat. Jay Isaacson) milk toasts the country with “Angel of Christmas“, a tribute to a dead spouse. At Christmas.

Specifically, “Christmas Won’t be the Same Without Johnny” warbles Dr. Elmo in country easy listening about Johnny Carson who left the airwaves in ’92 and left us in ’05. That’s some sentimental novelty there.

AI and Andrew J. Mair make a mess of caroling when they sing “We Just Can’t Go! (Without Figgy Pudding).” See, figs are a laxative and… you get it. Nearly funny parody.

I may have mentioned Barenaked Ladies’ “Christmastime (Oh Yeah)” before. The title is a line from the children caroling down the street. Pretty cool indie.

Creepy Rod McKuen sleepwalks through “The Carols of Christmas,” just another 1970s blemish that prides itself on the obvious. But, just look at it. I mean, really Look At It. See? Easy listening, so to speak.

Michael W. Smith calls on carolers to join with the angels in heralding “Christmastime,” ‘cuz you can’t know it’s the holidays unless loads are singing about it. Thought everyone knew that. Gospel pop.

A washed up Andy Williams rhymes carolers with bells in the easily avoided easy listening “Christmas Needs Love to be Christmas.” I know you knew that.

Marty Robbins uses that same rhyming for the oddly pop easy listening of “Merry Little Christmas Bells.” Pretty off brand for Robbins.

This pharyngeal fricative is impatience, annoyance, frustration, and many other things not-Xmas.

Marty Robbins wants “One of You [In Every Size].” Then he compares you to a doll that sighs and kisses, like you’re not even a person that he can see. Unfortunate message, but swing country.

CHG music weaves a country folk romantic reunion on “Next Christmas Eve.” He thinks it’s cute when you end all your thoughts with a sigh. Surely that means you’ve had enough of his silliness?!

With a smirk and a sigh, Curtis Onstott gives us “A Cynics Christmas.” Silly pop with an agenda.

Perhaps this breath can be upbeat? AI from Linhy pitches “Home for Christmas Again” as worthy of a joyful sigh. Jouncy jazz pop.

Anni Krueger revisits a happy childhood family holiday when she had to stay outside until she heard Bing Crosby sigh. Not sure about that, but “I Wish I Could Go Home This Christmas” is fine diva lounge work.

Eric Clapton’s tear jerking folk “For Love On Christmas Day” commences with that name he sighs. But it’s not to be. You know why. Don’t make me say it.

Poor living results in No laughter, no joy, just a house full of sighs in WESTbrook’s “Silent Silent Night.” But childish hopes are not tragic here. It’s pop.

“If You Don’t Want to See Santa Claus Cry” or sigh when he should be ho-ing, then give Alan Jackson another chance. He’s all honky tonk mopey ’til then.

Crank up the easy listening as Lou Torrieri & John Banrock ask “Don’t Make the Lord Sigh on Christmas.” I am not kidding.