Category: pop music

Reverbed within an inch of sense, “I Guess It’s Christmas” by Default American garages the lack of feeling (takes a minute to start singing) over the celebration.

Coleman similarly takes his Yamaha keyboard time to start his “Christmas Overture“. Ostensibly this is about love and joy, but the pop overstuffed griping, protestation about snowplows, and certainly the dead feeling of the vocals makes me lethargic.

Terrell’s iPod pisses and moans about your Xmas tree that’s “Cramping My Christmas“. Who’re you gonna call? No one! Jazzy slo-pop.

Waylan St. Palan & The Magic Elves yodel “Christmas Disaster” about loss of love, not loss of life. So, grieving here entails more drunkenness. Snazzy jazz sax solo buried in these blues.

Coco Hames retros “Keep Your Christmas” into girl band splendor, but that’s bc of the superiority she’s feeling over her heartbreak and world-crushed dreams. Great song, otherwise.

Endiamonds has a problem with those “Too Cool for Christmas“. Their club rock is too cool to start the song for a minute of lead in, but they ask you not to ruin it. So, i’ll let it stand.

In their same album, they up the tempo to piano electronica but are wearied that “Nothing’s Gonna Change” when it comes to the holidays. Be the change you asked Santa for.

At “December 25th” Jabee also slow rises to the song, then raps his disappointment along with the bouncing theremin beat. (Okay, the down is the rest of the year, while Xmas is the highlight–still, no joy.)

Yarou (feat. Sydney Smithmartin) warbles out about the “Broken Holiday” with more worry than worship. Family and love helps, but the pokey R+B trails off without solution.

“Christmas Tears” from The Superions is not based on tragedy, but a bitchfest over the neighbors’ yard decorations, snowfall, bratty kids, carolers… crap that makes the season bright. Queer pop.

Rocking hard, Girls Aloud harp on about “Christmas ‘Round At Ours“. They’re too old for kid stuff and too young to beam at the kids. It’s boring for young adults, innit? (‘Til the mistletoe….)

In “What’s a Cyberpunk World Without Its Weeds?” Les Issambres jazz indies the malaise of the modern Christmas-devotee. It’s not mood, it’s me.

Is Xmas something special? “Christmas Is What It Is” allows John Vosel & the Party Crashers with pop country carelessness. Christmas will still be the one, but meh.

With seductive latin rhythms Hey Ocean declares “Tonight It’s Christmas Time” and he’s all about alone times with she and he. Then she retorts with the intolerable boredom and wanting to just Do Something. I give it three months.

Glamourpuss smacks around the retro folk-pop of the late ’60s for s lovely “It’s Only Christmas“. It’s giving thanks but in such a lackadaisical way, i question it. While bebopping out.

Let the children play the game! insists Tumbleweed in “Woodland Winter” with gentle strings and whispery vocals. Lets.

The Archies sing about the toys and games at “Archie’s Christmas Party“. Easy listening teen rock from 2008, if you can believe that.

Well wrapped irony from The Lemay Odyssey pokes fun at “The Christmas Hokey Pokey“. That’s what it’s all about.

Kids all welcome riddles to pass the long nights until Christmas… And you might expect them to be like Farmer Jason’s “Christmas Riddles“. Country hoedown hoo haw.

So, Peggy Lee partakes of jazzy big band to ask “The Christmas Riddle“. I figure it’s Santa or God.

But then, Stanley Adams and Sid Wayne parlay “The Riddle Song” into a Hanukkah miracle.

And then–The Light poses the riddle about “The Christmas Tin” in which you must guess–or die.

“Come Out And Play” out of the bustle of the marketplace calls Meghan Pulles, all innocence and seduction. Bebopping rock with soooo much Brit pop you could cry.

“Crank That Kosha Boy” by Eric Schwartz aka Smooth-E has strategies and dance mooves for the serious playa. Klezmer rap.

Rockabilly (why not?) propels “Oh Dreidel” from The Yule Logs into the winner’s circle.

Jackie Beat plays to win in “Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel“, a drag queen’s mushy pop wish.

The minimalist “Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel!” by Schoolyard Heroes hurls out the scores and name of the game in rising metal excitement. Take cover.

Dr. Dreidel gets down and dirty with “It’s Dr. Dreidel“. He lives it. He raps it. He is it.

In “DREIDEL” Gary Da Gawd is winning, winning, winning. But he’s cool with it. BLUE ALERT rap.

I’m going to say the best way to win is to cheat. “Dreidel Bird” by The Macaroons is not made of clay, but is a bird. Game over! Pop with a hint o’ blues.

It’s going to take a few days to sort out all the ‘Die Hard’ as a Xmas movie business. We’ve been down this road before, so let’s not repeat any of our previous selections.

Might as well give David Goody his due. His musical “A Good Christmas to Die Hard” still has a few songs we haven’t shared.

‘Carol of the Bells’ gets the yippie-ki-yai treatment in “Carol of Melon Farming Bells“. This one is so gentle that the tagline profanity gets a Spoonerism euphemism.

No one calls it “Helsinki Syndrome” is a silly side eye reference to snide movie lines.

‘Angels We have Heard’ becomes “Agent Johnson Must be High” as a rap piece.

“Blow the Roof” is more quick filler, with sfx.

The outro, “Ode to Joy” merely plays music. Must be why i haven’t shared all.

As a postscript, “Sinatra Nearly Starred in Die Hard” peeks behind the production to discover who WASN’T in the starring role back in 1988. Jazzy pop.

Copping the intransigent attitude that somehow explains the holes in the plot, The Benefit & The Chinese Firekites unload “Kevin’s Lament (Did Anyone Order Me a Plain Cheese?)“. These are the warning signs set to tinkly pop.

“I Made My Family Disappear” is one of the big lines in the film. Vista Blue gets retro surf with the storyline. This is sock hop material, babies.

Colburn Sound Express pinpoints the struggling orphan’s checklist with fun kidsong bluegrass in their “I Made My Family Disappear“.

“I Made My Family Disappear” is more retro surf from The Home Alones that tries on lines from all across the production. Aaaaahh!

The Wet Bandits force death metal into their “I Made My Family Disappear“. Lord help us.

One of my faves adjacent to the ‘Home Alone’ nonsense is when Jason Bojangals encroaches on Taylor Swift with his “Blank Space and Home Alone” parody. I might be insane, indeed.

“Kevin’s Lament to the Tree” sets lines to the song by, again, Colburn Sound Express. This is his emotional peripeteia, so you can have your feels. Symphonic pop.

The number one movie for three months 1990-91, this madcap comedy promotes child abuse and stand-your-ground sociopathy–but in a funny way. Good times.

To remind you of this unlikely comedy, Axis of Awesome retells “Benny’s Christmas Story“. Spoken word, tongue in cheek, because… Christmas.

This is such a honking big cultural icon that DJ Primo samples only a couple memorable lines into head banging EDM to get “Home Alone @ Christmas“. Add this to your dance playlist.

Heat maps returns with a greasy pop rendition of the “Home Alone” ordeal. Special notice is given how long The Wet Bandits will be locked up.

The Not Fur Longs celebrate with holidays with desultory indie, but then tangent off into Kevin praise with “Make It Home Alone“. Mixed messages.

Monster and The Family hard metal their respects with “Home Alone Kevin“, an introductory, and “Home Alone the Plan“, concerning the besiegement. Anger arrangement.

Fountain Dew recount the plot again for us, with hooting and hollering and appreciations out the pop song. “Home Alone” is the greatest Christmas movie.