The Plurals “Ask Nich?” as in St. Nich–but their screaming garage metal is good enough for me, not.
In the “Holiday Hospital” Holographic Crew autotunes a real bitchfest of Xmas excesses. Rap, in a side way, with a measure of pornographic parody BLUE ALERT.
Two sides of the coin, “Lovely Christmas” by Jason Ringenberg (feat. Kristi Rose) presents the maudlin country praise offset by the punk pissiness. Debaters shake hands, and come out swinging.
Parodying Shakin’ Stevens with glee, Pete Jones lays into “Snow Is Falling (A Crappy Old Christmas)” with British obscenity [BLUE ALERTish] and jazz band wankiness. Angry fun.
Clanky old indie from L’Resorts who are “Trying to Christmas“–in others words ‘not do.’ Nice ’90s feel.
Marzo Urrabaco & The Electrolyte Orchestra chats up a storm while old school riffs fill the background of “Cookies & Pies, Demolition Derby…Let it Ride“. Beat poetry never ends well for traditional celebration.
Austin Martinez revs up the garage pop to propose the imponderable: “So This is Christmas“. Now my emotions all starts going down.
A parody of Mel Blanc’s ‘Christmas Tree’, Joel Kopishke takes the holidays to task with a “Stupid Christmas Song“. Salvation Army, cards, stockings, and even this song make his list. And it’s not a nice list.
Greg Alexander is walking around with “Sleighbells in My Head“. Jazzy indie with hopes for a happy holiday. But it’s stuck in his head.
Devon Kay & the Solutions beg, with ska, that you not have another “Christmas Boring“. Energetic impatience.
Jesse “Buddha” Clark (When I’m Older) strums out a bit more BLUE AERT folk with the talky “Christmas (couldn’t) Carol (at all)“. Carols seem to be a trigger. Stand back.
Latin For Truth uses the screech option for the lite garage “Discordian Rhapsody” wherein all things Xmas are dumped on.
Perhaps recorded on VHS fast speed, “The Night You Lost A Button” trundles out Xmas misery from Word Travels Fast. Indie angst.
Ben Coleman gives us another stellar parody suckerpunching McCartney with “Miserable Christmastime“. The sounds of sirens fill the street.…
In “A William S. Burroughs XXX-Mas” Apartment 7 channels the nihilist writer through childish tinkling music. It is not pretty. In fact, BLUE ALERT.
Owen M. homegrows his sinister folk pop into “Boredom“, a Christmas song about not having anything to do. Ask Mom. She’ll give you some chores to keep you on the nice list.
Kristian Noel Pedersen plays it frosty with pop rock in “Everything’s the Same (Except It Isn’t)“, a realization that growing up means leaving all the fun behind. Adulting sux. (Try this end mantra, see if that helps.) Slow to start, his “We’ll Get By” (feat. Matthew Winkler) also shuffles feelings with numbness, indifference, and hopelessness. Say It is fine to that new age beat one more time and see where that gets you. (Dr. Seussian epilogue helps, a tiny bit.)
Uninvited, drunk and annoyed by the neighbors, Darryl Gregory salsa-indies “Somebody Said It Was Christmas“. Perhaps a breakthrough is achieved via the kindness of strangers. He ends with a prayer, so–hope? No?
Anthony Ambrose unplugs (his microphone, too?) to give us a folk glimpse “Underneath The Christmas Tree“. Seems there’s loss, loneliness, and void. Which to open first?
Crispy raps out another song, ‘cuz he was “Bored on Christmas“. It seems to be a song about how he came up with this song. Yeah, now i’m bored too.
Sometimes the tone says it all concerning concern for the holidays. Monster and the Family metal out Merry Christmas and stuff in their noisy “Xmas Junk” as mere lip service. More legibly, their folk “Another Deck In The Halls, Pt. 2” ticks off the mundane things to do during these doldrums. Okay. Fine. Bye.
todayshits.tumblr.com also slumber mumbles all over “The Joy of Christmas” as ’twere but another pebble in the shoe. Slow-mo indie.
The Aux is so casual when “Happy On Christmas” i must include a BLUE ALERT. It’s indie trying but failing at joy. That’s for kids. Unless, maybe….
“Christmas Ain’t A Nursery Rhyme” mouths We Know Plato! with a great lack of emotion. They don’t care. Well, the indie music is well done, at least–peri-symphonic.
Apparently spoofing their own hit, Jones Earthquake Band punk rocks out “Another Boring Christmas“. With a smattering of BLUE ALERT they say what they mean.
If I could have a friend like you in my life/Then I guess I’d be doing just fine may sound just a bit standoffishness, but with the young it’s cool. “Everything’s Gonna be Cool This Christmas” is an Eels bid to chill with some indie rock. Gaspard Royant jazzes it his cover with an almost boogie-woogie affability.
Perhaps rising above uncaring “Hopeful for the Holidays (Remastered)” by Full Service rocks the folk with meandering monotone. But the refrain goes: The best part of life is… nothing. Uh, what-?
Obsessing over the seasonal sadness, Automatic Timers croon indie onto those “Midwinter Cracks“. Hope springs in three months or so.
Tinkling the ivories Ian Coss goes minimalist with the holidays in his half jazz- half whatever “The Realist“. Not the person to invite to your mixer.
Classic Pat rocks out on Xmas possibilities–like that don’t wanna fight song from The Ramones, “On Second Thought” he does wanna fight tonight. So much for goodwill to all.
Family Friend identifies the problem with “Boring Christmas (Blaze Away)” fingering the Apollo Xmas mission as the tedium on the Te Deum (even though they hadn’t been born yet). Way to complain.
“All I Can Manage For Christmas” by Tommy and Trace Bateman encapsulates the true Millennial question: Why? All they can manage is this folky indie.
I Don’t Know, from Atco MC (feat. Angelina Randazzo & Julie Andaloro) seems to answer that question. It’s in the refrain of “Savior“, electronic pop that’s not sure it needs to get out of bed.
“No Snow In Outter Space” by Silver Louzy And Friends ! (ft. Petit Pied) makes it BORING! A frolic of pop garage complaint.
Hench wants to “Hide from the Holidays” (with you). Again we ditch the celebrations to get consensual. Why not both? Intimate lounge.
Jim Bob thrashes rock intentionally when he faces his own mortality in “The Ghost of Christmas Boring“. And then he woke up. Or did he? (Spooky!)
In the rearview, Ben Coleman (welcome back!) has “Boxing Day Blues“. Not connected to the loss of the holy day, but instead a glum epiphany of how pointless it all was. Bit more jazz than blues.
In “Holidays to See” Cassie McMullin fusses over YOU, but dismisses this holiday as a poor excuse to show her affection. A rhythm machine, a girl, and a message. What more does homegrown pop need?
Ben Folds is “Sleepwalking Through Christmas” without you around. Big band indie with toilet paper stuck to its shoe. Why, oh why?
“Christmas Without Them (Unmixed, Unmastered & Unloved)” has Confused celebrating love and joy at home, while HE is somewhere else keeping the world safe. The dueling genres of indie and pop seem to whisper Why bother?
Bobby Goldsboro has something he needs to get off his chest: You’re doing it wrong. “Look Around You (It’s Christmas Time)” he pleads to the miserly and the miserable both with his trademark country middle of the road rock. Love it.
Jessica Lynne Witty mopes about everyone else partying merry-like, but for her “It Don’t Feel Like Christmas” when you’re not there. Country swing with a shot of the blahs.
Also missing you Brian C Dexter (feat. Stephanie Day) warbles out the indie “It Doesn’t Feel Like Christmas” but mostly bc it’s like Californy (no snow!).
“It Doesn’t Feel Like Christmas” is Timmy Sean’s uptempo downbeat surfer take on she’s-not-that-into-you. There’s plenty more blinkers on the tree, buddy.
“It Doesn’t Feel Like Christmas” by Ben Coleman is a more depressive indie from someone who just doesn’t fit in. ‘Tis the suicide season! (Yeah, i blame TV as well.)
When the Girlfriend Material states Is that all there is? you know Xmas doesn’t matter. Hard club rock for “Winter and Construction“. Fun bummer.
The Hot Buttered Elves know a thing or two about malaise, so witness the list making of “A Winter Perfect Moon“. Instead of biblical plagues, he asks for the Rapture instead. Could be better, is all he’s indie singing.
Pickin’ and grinnin’, Michael Gurley strums out “How the Holidays Have Got Me Down” wearing his harried economics like a torn and dirty Santa beard.
Window Business’s “Brandy and Eggnog” is a tribute to the death of James Brown and the dark moods that follow for the season in New Mexico. Sorrowful corrido.
Tyrone and Lesley uke it out with their despondency in “It’s Christmas This Christmas“. The just don’t care, despite the sprightly chords.
