Tim Minchin’s what’s-it-all-about-anyway Christmas song “White Wine in the Sun” is folk pop wisdom which truly celebrates the agnostic aspects of a religious holiday. He doesn’t say NOT, he doesn’t say YEP, but he does like the excuse to get together–even with his daughter (whose birth is celebrated when the song was written 2009) who may LATER be nine thousand miles away and called upon to reunite as family. I mean, was JC home for his birthday every year?
Category: folk
Christmas Countdown: 10,000
“When U C Me” from K-Drama culture rap-ferences Christ and his Xmas with the wish list of ten thousand souls he’s putting on his hit list. City life is tough.
Ten thousand miles apart was the cruelest winter in Heaven, according to Gareth Moulton’s “Cloud Cover (The Boys).” Poetic misery by means of unplugged light rock.
A fascination with the “Fairy Lights” makes _Patrickconnor smile. Folk psychedelia touches upon ten thousand smiles on Christmas Eve, otherwise–huh?
“Christmas Eve” by Nickel Creek is a sad alt-rock breakup song for Xmas. He’s got ten thousand words to say–and hope–but they don’t help.
The Caroleers bring down the countdown with the observation of “Ten Thousand Santa Clauses (But Not One Gift for Me).” Kidsong with a caution: careful what you grasp for.
Hey Kye is eco-shocked to see so many Christmas trees mown down after procuring their own up high like “The Mountain Goats.” Folk guilt-inducement.
Christmas countdown: 20,000
Barely Christmas, Mary Chapin Carpenter has an epiphany in the arrivals section of some airport (after being twenty thousand feet up and seeing city lights look like Xmas lights) in her airy folk masterwork “Transcendental Reunion.”
Christmas Countdown: 500,000
Rando hipster imagery in “Christmas Lights” decorate with must be up to a half a million of the incandescent buggers. J Church will be waiting a thousand years in the desert to make his point (?). Hard beaten folk.
Christmas Countdown: 1,000,000s
Greater than one million.
Eli Caravajal has a crisis of faith with “Can’t Believe,” a folk sojourn about a breakup. But after millions and millions of sickening Christmas movies, only connects to drug references. A Covid-19 colored anti-romance.
“The Most Wonderful Day of the Year” connects millions of girls and boys to toys via ‘Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.’
The million dollar houses prolly cost more than one million, as seen in the distance during “Jullåten 2004” by Suburban Kids With Biblical Names. Wild guitar rocking soft pop.
Caroline Chan revs up the agenda for the wee ones with “Millions of Trees.” A deforestation folk bummer. (‘Tho it begins a solution dialogue….)
Christmas Countdown: 7,000,000,000
Emily Sanders, Chris Parkinson, and Pete Morton get hyperbolic about YOU, ya weirdo. “Seven Billion Eccentrics” mentions Xmas, but mostly picks on how unique you are as an individual. After much friendly country folk joshing, they decide you’re the best. Shucks.
Felice Avian: determination
The magic of Xmas reindeer flight is a matter of faith. You believe in it. (Or not, but who needs that? That was yesterday.)
Cosy Sheridan has some light folk rock proselytization “The Night the Reindeer Fly.” Those aeronauts are matter of fact background for the amazing night of holiday celebration.
Sharon Gudereit teases the imagination of you old realists in “Where the Reindeer Fly,” a new age symphonic examination of childlike conviction. A bit ponderous for a flight of fancy, but pretty pipes.
Domain and Rangifer: rest in oven
Whaddya do with a dead reindeer? (Many of our blogged songs have covered this territory afore, we’ll focus on some new juicy cuts.)
Other reindeer don’t seem to take it well when Santa snacks on “Rundown Reindeer.” Mark Cummings infuses his band number with some fiery honky tonk piano.
Justifiable hoof-icide from Arthur Kill and The Pollutants, “All of Santa’s Reindeer” is a jolly pop punk salute to disappointment. It didn’t solve the problem, just made them feel angry.
Well, let’s eat (more sugar!)–
Chuck Picklesimer returns as is right with “Reindeer for Breakfast on Christmas.” Traveling weird country music.
Gregorian chanting from The Withers wonders “Flank, Hock, or Hoof“? Pass the salt.
Back Pocket take some roadside Blitzen for their roast beast feast in “Reindeer & Gravy.” They were driven to it! Boisterous folk rock fun.
Domain and Rangifer: bad
How bad can those wily rascals pulling Santa’s sled get?
The Sh*t-Faced Santa Claus Band American-rock out “One Of The Reindeer Blew A Hoof Out” as an elegy to bad luck. No evil intentions, yet.
Eddie Floriano croons the charming children’s psychedelic “The Lost Reindeer.” Seems Otto’s best friend needs help… or something. What?! The song harms me!
Don McKinnon’s “Reindeers on the Rooftop” is the sassy old fashioned country kidsong that dares to wonder what happens when the beasts get into the root beer–! Tomfoolery! I do declare!
The Yev take “Reindeer” to take for being so standoffish and not noisy like they want them to be. Grrr.
Big Werl tricks me into mentioned the Elmo and Patsy novelty Christmas classic that bores to to rendition… “The Story of the Reindeer that Killed Grandma” is a folk legend worthy of Guthrie. The criminal is psychoanalyzed, and it seems the hard life doesn’t agree with this unnamed con. –Or does it?
Ringers: Babes
Redrick, and the Rick-Rack Reindeer; The North Pole Report is some concept holiday journey (we’ll visit Redrick later). Not sure who, when, or why, but it’s much better than most kidsong twaddle. For now we’ll visit the folky pop “Babes the Baby Reindeer.” Paul Bunyan’s Babe may be a close relative, ‘cuz this li’l ol’ thing does turn blue on occasion. But he’s so cute and tiny!