Category: pop music

Richards and Fitch put the worst outlook to fluffy folk pop in “Santa Don’t Believe in Me.” It’s tit for tat down by the Nativity.

“What If Santa Doesn’t Believe in Us?” is the homily from Andrew J. Mair & Another Joyful Mess. It’s easy listening with an agenda. Prepare to feel guilty.

Shack 25 runs around town looking for the truth. As “Santa Don’t Believe in Me” it don’t reckon they can handle the truth. Pop frolicking.

Часовщики psychobilly just a bit in the superior rocker “Those People Really Don’t Believe in Santa Claus.” This could be xenophobic, but it’s fun. So I choose to ascribe the reference to Capitalists. What a hoot.

Big Marvelous grumbles out rap just between him and The Great Deliverer: “Kids Don’t Believe in Santa.” It’s the city kids, not me….

C&C Worship goes there with the cheesy pop “Jesus Don’t Believe in Santa.” This is likely AI, but someone went to the trouble to put these figures in a deathmatch battle. Hey now.

More AI from Nicholas Decker pits legend ‘gainst legend further in “I Don’t Believe in Santa Claus.” Its presents vs. presence. Cheesy pop.

Believing in Santa at first but then spiraling down the Matrix, Cassie McMullin lobs some trial balloons of possibility in the folksy pop “Believe in Me.” Red pill!

The Ohio City Players rock the polka with “Make Believe,” an investigation into the power of the mind. Mind bendy.

Sean Allan Krill also toys with Xmas maybes in the easy listening folderol “Wish.” Whitebread with mayonnaise.

Jesus Presley parlays Xmas faith into the Big Question in the bluesy pop “It’s Christmas Eve.” The follow-up line here is I do believe, as if everything is ephemeral and all that exists is what you want it to be. Sexy sax, man.

Trying again, Tweenies begets upon us Brit kidsong (with the occasional shrieking) that swears “I Believe in Christmas.” You may credit them as they keep to the beat.

Chairman of the Board, Frank Sinatra, is selling is gullibility in “I Believe,” a RatPack symphonic piece that only includes some Christmas believing.

Beckoning from the dark, I Don’t Know Margo hisses in a new hope with “Believe (Big Fill).” It’s mostly Jesus, so the piano jazz steadily morphs into gospel.

Joe Stevenson begins with Santa, but with his rocking folk “Believe,” takes us to a higher plane. What is your new bike to the fate of the human race?

Josh Groban’s “Believe” (theme from ‘The Christmas Express’) is about hearts, and magic, and self fulfillment. Your basic kid stuff.

Little Big Town aw shucks the country for “Believe in Christmas.” It’s a laundry list of all the little stuff. Devil’s in the details, y’know.

The Nines (Steve Eggers) forces the Britpop “Believe in Christmas” on us with the nicest of intentions. We’re back to the good of all mankind.

Sometimes the question is the answer. Tarah Carpenter phrases the metal “Do You Believe in Santa Claus?” as if it were a personality test. BLUE ALERT

EDM rap from Emma Stackhaus drills down on “Do You Believe in Santa Claus?” It’s testimony from a recovering agnostic.

Trey Maxx slurs the rap with a similar electronic backbeat in this other “Do You Believe in Santa Claus?” That IS a different song, neh?

Red Sovine doesn’t do songs so much as messages. “Faith in Santa” begins with a street corner Santa, a shivering unshod orphan, and then… then… i need a minute…. He–DIES!?

Sharon Gudereit asks about your child-goggles. Wouldn’t it be nice, she sings, to imagine and hope and like that about a place “Where the Reindeer Fly.” Pop that edges into easy listening.

John Aiello mushes folk and pop into the nearly unintelligible “Do You Believe in Santa Claus?” You need to get with the program ‘cuz this joker truly already does.

Trying again, Leo SC raps “Where’s Santa Claus at?” Trying to catch a peek is he.

Homegrown noise from John Guilfoyle makes the question “Do You Believe in Santa Claus?” moot. The real question is, can you practice more?

Marcus-Mason tries the reworded route with “Do You Believe in Christmas?” Yes, it’s The Lovin’ Spoonful turned on its holiday. Fun.

The Song Trust chronicles the ages of getting with it–and fighting the peer pressure–with the country twangin’ “I Still Believe in You.”

It must be Christmas somewhere else Essential Logic leads the children in “Do You Believe in Christmas?” Lighthearted Britrock… with lots of kids.

I had hoped from the cool title that “Wake Me Up When Christmas Ends” would flip our concept on it’s stocking toe, but Luke McMaster plies lounge easy listening pop to a lovelorn letter all about missing you.

Ketchy Shuby funks up “Santa Better Not Wake My Girl Up” with all the ooohs and unhs you could ever want. I dig it, but wazza matter with a woken girlfriend?

“Don’t Wake Me Up (On Christmas)” from Don Fish tortures the vocals into, well not chipmunks, but some other varmint–only intoxicated. Warped folk.

Mars makes “Don’t Wake Me Up (For Christmas)” much more lively with their ’70s exotic instrument popology. Hand jive, Moog, cuckoo clocks… go cat go.

BooneDocs raps in a round with “Christmas Morning.” When boys become gangsta, Santa better watch out.

Rap takes the form of “Wake Up Kids, Santa Is Here” from Tha D Boyz. It’s not a good form for the hip hop culture.

Kristian Noel Pedersen returns to exhort Emily “Wake Up! Its Time For Christmas!” But this pop strummer is about her First Christmas. Way to scare her.

Then he’s back again with “Waking Up (On Christmas Day)” which inserts jazzy underlays to highlight the chaos of the merriment. Better than a glass of water in the face (barely).

Bill Chiklakis appears to call us out of hibernation with his loudly orchestrated soft-pop “Wake Up.” Beautifully done, but not inspirational.

David Lazar winds up “Wake Up, Let’s Go” until the funk starts pouring out of the punch bowl. Strangely, this is a nattering reminder alarm to get the chores done Christmas Day and not so much about the fun times.

Better than average retro pop “Wake Me Up When It’s Christmas Time” makes Australian Michael Carpenter the leader of the package unwrapping.

The Mighty Spoiler wants you to “Wake Up Christmas.” Classic parang with all the patois of a party carol backed by a sassy brass band.

“Wake Up, It’s Christmas Time” by David Davenport is more of a wistfully melancholic slow pop piece, backed by the Salvation Army. Wake up here means Get With It. You first.

Retro pop for the indie of children clamoring, “Wake Up! It’s Christmas” from Scarlett & Disher calls us jollily into the family room in time for EFF YOU EN. Make that wish!