Wishin’ for Satan’s kisses, LEW Husbands (feat. Candy CurlsMT) sings it sure as Hell ain’t no one else’s business in “Effed Up Xmas.” Party electronica that gets weirder and weirder.
That awful breakup/resulting loneliness can make a “Christmas From Hell.” Folk whining by Matt Polsfut/ Mista Mat suggests you shut up with that small talk.
Jen Blosil divas the tinkly pop of “Christmas Hurts Like Hell.” It’s a celebration of the suffering necessary to be part of the season. I get it.
Black Friday used to be that To hell with the rest of them kind of time. Thursday’s Flight takes us back to “Holly Christmas Days” with fine-fingered rock’n’roll.
According to Tim, Xmas in NYC is “Christmas Hell.” Grinding alt-rock with a bit of a lisp.
Mr. Fist is pretty emphatic, and repetitive, for “Christmas in Hell,” a cacophony of pop music.
A new kind of Hell is Christmas “Without Colby.” Bar Dracul indies up the idea by admitting: Colby’s not my lover; He’s my favourite character on TV. And he’s written off. So no more Colby. (Animal Kingdom? I dunno.)
Tim Franklin has a frantic guitar rocker in “There’s No Christmas in Hell.” See, he’s damned and tormented forever. But he’s mostly upset about the title thing.
Christopher Lee (the one you know) chews the scenery with “Jingle Hell.” Yeah it’s metal. (Not sure who’s singing the straight line.)
Metal more from Dr. Colossus. “This Christmas (Buy Me Bonestorm or Go to Hell!)” instructs us how to avoid the fiery place. Some Commandments may get grafittied over. (Not sure about The Simpsons allusion….)
It’s not going well when it’s “Christmas in Hell.” This just in from Guesthouse with tinkly pop percussion.
Humblebrag offers that you should just go have a “Christmas in Hell.” Twisted mix of jazz band and punk and rock. A bit more of their critical judgments and i might just go. Leave Chupacabra out of it!
Sardonic metal from Tiberius ProjecT warns about “Santa Claus in Hell.” There’ll be something a little different under your tree this year.
Wild Billy Childish & The Musicians Of The British Empire take ‘Merry Christmas Baby’ but, with the help of some funky blues, make it about the wrong you done. Why, it’s just a “Christmas Hell” now.
You might be full of comfort and joy, but for Pennywise it’s “Christmas in Hell.” Rollicking punk fun.
Crocodiles goes club rock with their kickin’ “Christmas in Hell.” Now that’s a party.
BARDŁOG chants out “santa may be a satan” to a middling metal backdrop. So, you can make out the so-called lyrics. But i’m not sure you’ll cheer over that.
“satanmas” by fun yunz is more yelling that’s not quite punk/metal. More fun for them than us.
Odd and amateurish, but antic–“What Would Satan Want for Christmas?” is the Hey Nunnie Nunnie! spoken/sung interactive kids-pop gospel answer. Involved. And a twist ending.
“Satan’s Holiday Cheer” by Smee is the best of the amateur bunch with unplugged rock’n’roll and dreamlike whimsy.
There are as many people alive today as all who have died before. So, the return of the dead seems an even deal if they wanna get into it, yeah?
Zombies do the most damage wen they’re a surprise. Captain Ambivalent makes this point with jug band panache in his “Merry Christmas, Zombies!” It starts in the mall…. Amazed! (me)
Luke Smith is early on with the outbreak in his “Christmas Zombie Girlfriend.” A pop love ballad sees him sending her after you. Cute.
The Dollyrots take us through the infestation with the surprising “I Saw Mommy Biting Santa Claus.” Excellent story telling, with super cool rock.
But now we have to deal with “Santa is a Zombie.” Indie playful with an edge from Surrounded by Werewolves.
More rote, the metal of “Tim the Christmas Zombie” seems to go through the motions. Dr. Scythe works hard for the humdrum though.
It takes a minute for “I Saw Zombies Eating Santa (Xmas No. 666 Hit)” to get metal. Strange Nocturnal thinks they’ve made a movie. But the result is all mood, no movement. Somewhat impressive.
More appropriately (given the heritage of the zombie), Brass Tax use a Caribbeat for their cinematic excursion “Zombie Christmas.”
“Zombie Apocalypse Christmas” by Candy Head and Tim Lane is driving Brit pop rock with lightness to the grisliness.
Hopefully, “there won’t be any zombies on christmas” according to rushmore beekeepers. This folk rambling spins what-ifs from here to there. Don’t spoil Christmas dinner by shooting everyone in the head, ‘kay?
Kepi Ghoulie keeps it symbolic with his “Christmas on Zombie Island.” Folk rocks the agenda, you brain-dead consumers you.
More upbeat David Ritter lounge pops “White Zombie Christmas.” Run and hide! But with pep in your step, two three four….
Retro girl rock from TAME also resuscitates “Zombie Christmas.” Something dead and dull shall rise and dance!
Uh Ohs include Godzilla in their zombie Christmas apocalypse with the sweet folk pop of “Nobody Said.” If only somebody had said something, like on a TV show or something.
Emmy the Great and Tim Wheeler return us to the movie making with their “Zombie Christmas” masterpiece. Club rock with suspense.
A medieval fear of wolves blended with fear of people who were up to no good. Both skulked and threatened at night when we were sleepy and vulnerable. So we thought.
“Werewolves of Christmas” is a serviceable parody of ‘Werewolves of London.’ More poof than cheer here. Thanks go to The Wox.
Amateur exuberance from Matthew O’Donnell lights up “Werewolf Christmas.” Filking at its prime.
“I Want a Werewolf (For Xmas)” by The Slingsby Hornets is possibly a ‘Hippopotamus’ parody. But it’s punked up enough that i would discourage lawsuits.
Clash of the Orchids mumble out “Werewolf at Christmas.” This spoken word/sung folky pop number looks out for Christopher. You should look out, too.
Timur and the Dime Museum metal out the rock with their “Werewolf Christmas.” Growls, roars, and howls punctuate the painful struggle the protagonist has with his change. Whoa-o-oo.