Category: pop music

Welcome back Beach Boys! “Christmas Time is Here Again” peers at the world thru the eyes of a teen who dismisses little children with: I wonder if I’ll ever be able to get to sleep again. RnR.

“Christmas Is…” is Bing Crosby & the Jack Halloran Singers listing stuff for the holidays. Yeah, it’s Der Bingle, so he could sing the phone book and sell records. But top of the list is children who just can’t go to sleep. So, on with the easy listening. (Lou Rawls elevates this to big band R+B. Dig that sax!)

Heavily modulated, Cher claims she can’t sleep that night ’cause “Christmas Ain’t Christmas Without You.” Some diva-ing, but mostly phoning the pop in.

Welcome back NC Kids who can’t bring themselves to pass the time ’til Santa unconscious, not when it’s “Nearly Christmas Time.” Orchestrated chorus.

“I Can’t Sleep on Christmas Eve” complains Hip Chainey with a single chord and some country-ish whingeing. Loud and clear, bruh.

Robby Grant, too, is “Up All Night” waiting for St. Nick. Blues-addled pop with some weird toy piano percussion shakes me like light-night exhaustion.

Fountain Dew fills the empty spaces of holiday insomnia with stream of consciousness and nonsense in “Can’t Sleep/The Future.” Now i’m awake.

Retrofit can’t stop watching the clock in the hyper pop “We Can’t Sleep (It’s Christmas Eve).” And now i’m all excited.

“Why Can’t I Go To Sleep?” by Christmas Aguilera is a ritualistic chant to put you in the correctly melting mindset. Despite the singing and sleigh bells, the problem persists. Light pop.

Adults stay up, too! Welcome again, Kat Perkins who needs some baby time and so intends to be “Up All Night.” Symphonated pop. (Is it just me or is there some ‘Boulevard of Broken Dreams’ in there?)

Fralphie Jenkins gets a bit long-winded, so i’m sure there’s something about sleeplessness in “Another Christmas Alone.” Indie new age.

The X-Misses have a reason to be up all night, they don’t wanna be “All Alone on Christmas.” Exigent circumstances may take him from your side, though, dearie. Zippity-doo pop.

The Pizza Carolers occupy their time with tons of chores (catching up on the nice behavior) “When Christmas Happens.” Indie rock that is NOT off putting.

By 4 A.M. it becomes apparent to Willie Sterba that sleep isn’t coming. Sadly, for this caffeinated kidsong, it’s “The Nights Before Christmas“–starting around the 20th or so. By the end a toll is taken.

The Yule Logs return! Or are around still, since Christmas keeps them “Up All Night.” Totally danceable rocking pop. Our anthem.

“Christmas Dream Come True” is the easy listening directive from Jonathan Antoine. Or it’s holiday Mad Libs. Either way gets here.

Metal answers with TEMPERANCE’s “Lost In The Christmas Dream.” It’s got snow, rain, and feelings. And over-enunciated declaratives. Help me find an exit.

Carroll Roberson shares “My Christmas Dream” in clinical detail. Or, overgeneralized abstractions. Jesus will be stopping by….

“My Christmas Dream” is you, as far as Jordan & Michelle wanna holler about. Piano pop with extraordinarily high notes sung.

Slack key country seems dreamlike to me. So when Empty Bottles Broken Hearts takes on “Everybody’s Dreaming Of Christmas (But I’m Just Dreaming Of You)” i’m listening with both ears. Hot’cha.

Five Gold Tans cover the Bah Humbug number “North Pole Dreamin'” wherein Santa & Co. take to the sandy beaches to escape the Arctic frost. Surfing commences, as does surf music. Hence, the dreaming.

Randall Paskemin uses First Nationer music to lead us to dreamtime in “Dreaming of a Christmas.” What IS this?

“Tinsel Tinged Christmas Dreamin’” is  The Christmas Agency… marching their agenda of corporate brainwashing over some punk-lite pop. Will love win out?

Terence Blacker wants “Christmas in Bed” for naughty reasons. But the jolly ragtime ukulele full of randy Brit euphemisms make it easy to sleep through (TV specials solo!).

Lazy Heart Parade also goes for the marathon, not the sprint, with “Christmas in Bed.” Folk pop with lots of harmonizing lyricality. Santa may be involved.

Frank Bango lacks class with his retro pop dance tune “Christmas in Bed with My Baby.” Just my kink, however. Play it again!

Sometimes a bed is just a bed.

“Christmas in Bed” is Greg Alexander’s place to be, ‘cuz that’s where he has all his stuff. Jamming bluesy folk fun. No short sheets for this guy.

Arne Hansen & The Guitarspellers plan for a “Xmas in Bed,” but it’s out of exhaustion–especially of the financial type. Dad rock, but in a good way.

“Christmas in Bed” becomes Heckepits’ foreign language foray into prone positioning. Great pop tune (with whistling), but i suspect–from the hacking and coughing–this isn’t recreational.

Gang Clouds also has some sinus trouble in the heroic rock pop “Let’s Spend Christmas in Our Bed.” This is pre-Pandemic, so prophetic or pathetic–your choice.

Word salad may be more indicative of dreamscape than falling asleep. But i loves me some figurativization in my lyrics.

“Food Coma” is a whole ‘nother repose around the holidays. Comic rap from Young Adults Unleashed runs the menu of symptoms.

“Öh, It’s Christmastime Again!” from Half-handed Cloud has dream imagery, and just plain dream in it. But this indie pop delight ends with going back to sleep (‘cuz it’s Christmas time)! Yes, please.