Christmas Countdown: 65

It’s been a minute since we’ve seen ApologetiX, so let’s review their lovely Eagles’ parody “Hotel Can’t Afford Ya,” in which Joseph complains ‘They probably haven’t cleaned in here since B.C. 65.’ Rockin’ hilarious.

Santa Claus is Going Down 65” is a Harold Rippy troubadour trip of confusing directions. Makes me sad, but i can’t figure out why.

Homeless or otherwise poverty-situated Wuden Boi chant/raps “Merry Freaking Christmas” to hypnotic raga. It’s saddening/maddening to be alone and on a cot and sweating in the sixty-five degrees. Phew.

Christmas Countdown: 95

N95s are a symptom of “COVID Christmas,” a better-than-many-others comedy carol from Montague. Let the smarmy easy listening pop carry you to the ER.

Far away from home, and everything I know Cause only thing I see, is me on this open road South on 95, the thought of you keeps me alive. Jimmyjamster is getting there, baby, and “This Christmas” is the R+B road trip to your presence. So, okay.

Also getting there Jeremih and Chance the Rapper head On down Michigan Ave and hold my hand Take a red line from 95th to the End. “I’m Your Santa” is R+B rap with a romantic leaning. Awww.

Steve Pineo delivers unto us another Scrooge “In the Dominion of Mr. Klein.” This calypso rumba recalls when Mr. Klein he had a drink, told the poor people just what he think But don’t ever let the homeless say Mr. Klein never threw any money their way Because before he slammed the shelter door he threw 95 dollars on the floor And this was right at the Christmas time. And a one-two-three dip!

Christmas Countdown: 9:6

Isaiah 9:6 is the chapter and verse of the Jayby born. Sing it, but reference it.

The Corner Room puts “Isaiah 9:6-7” to pretty folk strumming. Then some reading.

Awana’s “Isaiah 9:6” is more motonous kidsong. Then big chorus.

JumpStart3 tries big party techno with “Isaiah 9:6.” Then more party.

Mr. Chocks’s “Happy Christmas” brings us salvation and no reason to be depress with a Jamaican backbeat in the name of that Bible quote. Mo’ message, mo’ poem.

Christmas Countdown: 1000†

While we’re lighting up the holy days let’s honor the Son of a Gun with… well, candles. Heart’s “Here is Christmas” begins with a little ‘Bring a Torch’ but deftly girl-pops into a soaring paean of… someone visiting the Earth. Candles really dress up a place for deity.

Evie popularized “A Thousand Candles” about shining on Jesus, but I like it from The Ten Tenors. More power from the boys. Hymn-lite.

Gina Naomi Baez sets her “Christmas Candlelight” (her heart) against a thousand nights. Alt-gospel.

TobyMac (feat. Owl City) hard beats the pop in his rap “Light of Christmas.” This is the good of all of us, this light. Then a thousand angels are singing out–so now it’s sound not light. I guess.

A Thousand Cookies for Christmas” lures us in with complex bi-lingual rhythms and sweets, but Angel A. Alvarez settles with that friend of ours, Jesus. That’s the reason. NOT the cookies. Just to be clear. There are no cookies.

Christmas Countdown: 1943

December 1943” is soft folk/country from John Michael Montgomery. Two wandering soldiers in the woods leave war behind for a night in the grace of a solitary cabin. Then the Nazis show up…. (C’mon, Christmas!)

Defeater’s “December 1943,” on the other bloody stump, is a different outcome for soldiers in the unholy conflict. Screaming metal.

Perhaps more uplifting comes paternal shore leave for a sailor for a “Christmas in Pittsburg, 1943.” Boston Blackthorne commences Celtic, so it’s a sad tale of doom to be ‘cross the sea (Normandy). Sobering folk.

Christmas Countdown: 2013

Another annoying family Christmas letter, The Holderness Family begins their “Xmas Jammies” music videos. Proud parents with lots of accomplishments for the whole group for this year. Ya gotsa be impressed.

Rap pain from OnCue, “After Life” is a letter to a loved one about loss and the motivation to achieve further. BLUE ALERT and two hanky recommendation.

For the realest BLUE ALERT KidCrusher’s “The Christmas Nightmare (Grinch Rap 2013)” swims in a sea of swears for no particular relief, just to do it. Exhausting.

So take me back to 2013 Christmas Eve jammin’ til’ d morning
Parangin’ door to door with Los Hombres Sexuales
That’s Christmas to me

…to borrow a phrase. Sarah Seuky & Inzey poke through slow parang with their “December Dream,” more Chicago jazz than Trini beat. But, finally, an original Christmas song. Thanks.