Name Two

Dancer is co-lead reindeer. Not so much pressure, but same big deal responsibility. Ancillary antler safari.

Dancer is given co-credit (with Prancer and ‘Nervous’) in the 1959 almost-a-hit “The Happy Reindeer.” This cool cat kid pop novelty is loaded with laughs (their own) as they fly by the moon. Yippie kai yo.

Name One

C.C. Moore pasted names (probably of his favorite ponies) onto the mythical reindeer that pulled Santa Claus’s sleigh. Unless they’re running lyrics through the old memory banks, most people can’t name them. Or apparently feature them in cool novelty Christmas songs. But we’ll do our best to showcase each caribou, try to sidestep that additional one, then look at all the also-rans.

Kitty Well has previously compared Rudolph to “Dasher with the Light Upon His Tail.” Not sure the geography of who has what bioluminescence where, but this country sweetener is for the kids.

Zupe and the Polka Commandos apply swinging beer-barrel fun to “Dasher the Reindeer.” Formerly the lead puller, the Rudolph-envy here includes having to look at ass all trip. That joke gets old, but the music rocks.

X-claim: goodbye

Time to close out our interjection tour of holiday tunes. So long!

Lay was kind enough to submit an English version of his hit “Goodbye Christmas.” Heartbroken soulful pop.

Very high notes from Manuel Seal Jr. (feat. Morgan Reilly) also feels alone in the pop world. “Goodbye Christmas” is too cold for the R+B infusion.

More sadness from 5 Alarm with “Goodbye on Christmas Eve.” R+B says why you gotta do me that way?!

Whispery begging begins Gaurav Behl’s “Christmas Goodbye.” Then continues its experimental pop. Probably ends that way. I didn’t wait.

“Merry Christmas and Goodbye” is blues rock of some serious talent from Los Goutos. Way to stand up to the breakup.

Put out, Derek Ariel Austin spins a yarn in “Goodbye Christmas” a folk ballad of leaving. A well done bummer.

Getting specific, “Goodbye Christmas Cookie” shakes, rattles, and rolls with love and loss. Holy moley, hats off to Armanwing.

Getting religious, Cowboy Jukebox wishes “Christmas Goodbye” but holds on to God. Tinkly country.

Getting personal, the bluesy rock of “Goodbye Psychotic Christmas” from My Son the Bum tells a story.

Procrastinating, Ohio City Singers roll polka into pop with “Haven’t Said Goodbye to Christmas.” Call it post present blues.

Jimmy Rankin flips the script with passable Elvis-style soul in “Don’t Wanna Say Goodbye to Christmas Yet.” Country maudlin.

X-claim: yeah yeah yeah

More than a Beatles’ place holder, the aspirational aspiration of agreement herein marks an all-in vote for the holidays.

Robbie Williams starts the show with a swingin’ show-stopper “Yeah! It’s Christmas.” This IS the stuff.

Wait, what about weird? Tristan Gianelli experimentally rocks and reverbs “Christmas Yeah.” Yeah wins.

Tampa Stan has a ‘goodie’ about Xmas “Yeah, God’s Like That.” Beach bum rap for Xmas. Spooky.

“Yeah, I Know It’s Christmastime” is the angsty cry of the existential millennial Andrew Dost. Then a deep reflective dive. And all is good. What a journey!

Channeling Harry Nilsson, Todd McHatton successfully celebrates “Yeah Merry Christmas” with all the proper pop.

Sage Hill alt-countries a fun folk anthem “Yeah It’s Christmas.” Yeah.

Ikoliks Afro-pops “Yeah It’s Christmas” like they’re in church and you need to save your soul with this.

The Great Collections (??) lets loose with multiple yeahs in “Yeah It’s Christmas.” a retro nostalgic pop psychedelic easy-listening mish mash. Love it.

Leon, James, Alex, Luke, and Leon may not take “Yeah Yeah Christmas!” seriously, but that’s the song. Pop frolics.

Then there’s musical wallpaper, a backdrop for the mood of the room. “Christmas Yeah Yeah” barely qualifies as a song, but it sets the tone for the will-he/won’t-he tension of the holiday get-together.

Find the cure with garage rockabilly in the body of “It’s Christmas (Yeah Yeah Yeah)” from the Gorgons. Ouch. (In the good way.)

“Yeah Yeah (It’s Christmas)” is the alt-rock fun of bebopping AND there’s a song in there. Dams of the West play for fun.

X-Claim: yes

An interjection good enough to end Finnegans Wake, YES may be what Christmas is all about.

“Yes It’s Christmas!” is Illingworth’s country rocker on Adderall. Meaning, it’s for the kids. Brace yourself.

Ender Bender’s “Yes It’s Christmas” is also hyper, but that suits dance pop better. You might wanna caffeinate up to keep up.

Randy Becker slows the mood way down with his jazz solemnity “Yes It’s Christmas.” Did somebody die? (Wait, that’s Easter.) (Not really.)

Bebe Winans tries to up spirits again with a heavily orchestrated anthem “Yes It’s Christmas.” Biblical show tune.

The Hipwaders go right for the kids with their folksy pop rock. But “Yes, It’s Christmas” has a Celtic declamatory riff to it that demands obedience. Sign me up.

X-claim: oh yeah

Affirmations confirm exclamatory enthusiasms. Oh Yeah! (Can i get a Baby?)

I mean, take “Christmas Oh Yeah” from Barenaked Ladies. Fun soft pop that really gets into the neighborhood spirit.

Orville Grant gets a little nasty with “Ooh Yea.” This misspelled Christmas greeting reaches for hip hop hope.

Watered down R+B from Les Taylor, “Oh Yeah It’s Christmas” dance-parties the feeling where i suspect religion = sex.

Hey it’s freakin’ Christmas begins “Christmas! Oh Yeah!” By Atticus & the Candy Crew. Then the hectic experimental rock devolves.

[Quick weird detour: “Yo It’s Christmas” is actually kidrap about oh yeah.]

With the power of rock Oh! can become Uh! in All My Mind’s “Merry Christmas! Oh Yeah!” (One paltry yeah was detected in the analysis of this song.)

FactNotFiction can barely beat that tambourine in their laconic alt “Christmas in July, Oh Yeah.” Echoes of psychedelia save it, though.

Philosophically, Steve Drewett gets britpop with his life story in “It’s Christmas Time! (Oh Yeah, NaNaNa).” (Many additional yeahs were detected in the scansion of these lines.)

Jared & Aaron get tuneless with their raggedy ragtime “Oh Yeah! Christmas.” Childish foolishness just how i like.

Toots and the Maytals get more sacred with their reggae “Oh, Yeah.” The sincerity rattles your teeth.