Comeuppance arrives from Hot Buttered Elves who find “Pieces of Santa” all over the front room. This new age indie offering makes it sound like El Giftarella was delivering faulty ordnance. Ouch. Still, magic sack….
Ben & Tucker admit through gritted teeth and folk strumming that Santa Claus is dead… and now he’s coming for me! Tune in to “White Turns Red” to find out more.
Out of the hellfire into the front room… Christmas is a special time of the year, but tragedy strikes when you least expect it. So are troubles over the holidays just more of the same, extra terrible, or some sort of test of your faith?
Bad times have come across the blog before. If you can’t laugh at them, then Sauron wins.
Out of money, out of hair, full of ants, Dieter Horvat can barely bear “Christmas (On a Wednesday).” Doom comes in all sizes especially in folk music.
The Doomsday Bunker Band stumbles under the burden of disappointment and despair of late December. Folk rock sells “The Christmas Hurtsmas Song.” To live is to suffer. BLUE ALERT
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.
Again, we understand that with the passing of Hallowe’en: No more witches flying brooms, no devils eating flames; All I see when I look up is 12 reindeer with Santa’s sleigh. So rocks Twilight Creeps with “Poison in the Mistletoe.”
Allen Mask (feat. Dave Rosser, Lev Wilson & Carlina) has trouble with crazy womens. In “Maybe Then” he raps Is this just Merry Christmas For them demons in you? or will you listen to reason.
BLUE ALERT macexface raps about elf massacre and Santa horrors, inviting Boys and girls come out and see The demons that come out christmas eve. “I Don’t Wanna die on Christmas Eve” is a deal with the inner devil.
Mike Larson and Allison Iraheta sea shanty a yarn ’bout a little demon who gets all hepped up for a Christmas celebration in “Tinsel & Brimstone.” He LOVES Father Christmas, the wayward soul.
Still more girlishness from Claudia Robin Gunn about the helpful “The Xmas Unicorns.” They help with magic magic, magic magic. They also fly. [Her “Jingle Jangle Magic” also entertains, this time with unicorns AND trolls AND witches AND pixies AND more…..]
Quarantined malaise is reflected in the “Depressed Unicorn Christmas Song.” Kevin Drew leads us away from kids’ pap to more nuanced pop morphing into soul. Whoa.
Fraine River recounts with fine folk pop how fairy tales with Pegasus and “Unicorns” will help children believe in things like true love, even on Christmas Day. Don’t harsh my dumb, bro.
Old timey sailors had it even harder. For Christmas.
1980s pop (with a gospel influence) may not be ancient, but Goombay Dance Band’s “Christmas at Sea” is about a simpler time. The tragedy is not being with family. That’s pretty much it. But you can dance to it.
Meg Davis runs over octaves with her classic operetta offering “Christmas at Sea.” It hurts to hear about it.
Old fashioned folk/country from Lloyd Snow brings in a Celtic influence. “Christmas at Sea” is frothy and light, but that’s only the foam floating on top. Its depths’ll kill.