Major Lazer reggae as well to tell ya how “Christmas Trees” are like marry-wanna.
MJX borrows ‘Carol of the Bells’ to rap down the need for weed with “Christmas Tree.” One note.
White guy Guggy and friends (Jr Blessington, Milton Blake & Nate Jones sing light it up when reggae rapping about their “Christmas Tree.” Winkety wink.
Lil Poverty Angels dabble with the rabble in their “Trap House Christmas Tree.” It’s light and fun, then lit and funky. Hip hop.
Strung out and stumbling through the rhymes Bloody Rain’s smokin’ up the “Christmas Trees.” BLUE ALERT
Not inappropriate enough. Rucka Rucka Ali is all about the poor taste with his ‘Tannenbaum’ parody “Smoke Christmas Tree.” It’s all out there. BLUE ALERT
Mumbling through some folky bluegrass the guitar plus me nasally drones out “Aluminum Xmas Trees” because that’s the problem and the solution… i guess.
Poor resources! While nearly 30 million living trees fall for Xmas each year, in the past few years half that number artificial trees are bought. So let’s not forsake the fake.
The dilemma is taken to violent levels in the grade school musical ‘Home for the Holidays’ by John Jacobson, Roger Emerson, Cristi Cary Miller, Emily Crocker, Mac Huff, and Tom Anderson. “The Christmas Tree Feud” features both sides in a kidsong sing off. They both win!
A word of warning, some assembly required. The Puffers oompah some old fashioned country rock for their “Christmas Tree Catastrophe.” So lowbrow, it’s fox-worthy. (Now, with the Lord.)
Flocking a tree is still a dead plant, but “We Will Flock You” from The Mistletones is so good, i had to repeat it here in the artificial section.
Quite alt, “Christmas Tree Menorah” is a music hall comedy (?) skit from Three Quarter Ale getting medieval on the tree. It features a long spoken set up, protracted groans, and a final Wonh!
Likewise, Singin’ Steve is out on the islands with “Coconuts on My Christmas Tree.” Kidsong that worries about Santa finding the right tree. And Santa’s definitely black.
Apparently Texas has some forestry difficulties. So the McGuire Sisters (in 1956) proposed a party switch to “The Cactus Christmas Tree.” Sanders Family has a more tongue-in-cheek modern hillbilly take. Can’t tell which is more offensive, i likes ’em so much.
Spanish influenced, “Tumbleweed Christmas Tree” portrays a poor family’s second best. Red Steagall & The Boys in the Bunkhouse know and play real country (maybe not USA).
Po’ folk gots to improvise, i get that. But this Loretta Lynn clone “Green Felt Christmas Tree” is so spot on loving ’70s country that i’d pay good money to Ella May Kay. Wowza.
“Hibiscuses’ Christmas Tree” might refer to a business name, or a family name, but this goofy S.Pacific Islander love song is so alternative, i have to believe it’s not a standard Christmas tree. Aloha, Ukulele Santa!
Electronica from Glial Cell (is that a moog?!) extols their free “Plastic Christmas Tree.” Sounds already lit up.
A triumph in housecleaning and safety, Tommy Emanuel’s “Artificial Christmas Tree” is always pretty and really ever-green. Bossa nova club music with a seductive sales edge. Yes, you want that plastic thing now, don’t ya baby.
When pure evil tragedy strikes around Christmas, what better scapegoat than that thing you spent all day doting on and bejeweling?
In fact, that thing might be a diabolical doorway to demonicry. “Christmas Tree from Hell” reminds us of two important issues: buyer beware, and ‘God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen’ is a scary melody. Listen with the lights on to Bah & The Humbugs.
They hurt me! Kill them all! is Paulette’s “Christmas Trees” message. Talky folk, but oh my.
Metaphorsing metaphors, Bree Lucas compares you to the lack of comparison. “You Couldn’t Compare, Christmas Tree” is front room folk by a powerful talent about a terrible thing that happened.
The emptiness around this time of year coalesces for JJ Voss with “Whiskey, the Tree, and Me.” (As previously posted) it’s scotch o’clock for country rock.
“Six Billion Lights (On the World’s Biggest Christmas Tree)” makes a bummer out of living. Derek A. Dempsey and Nicole Lynch point to each person on the Earth and, in military country pop, allow that we all suffer. So, Christmas. You’re welcome.
Islands plink and doot-doo through “Christmas Tree” with alt folk philosophy… oh, you know what’s coming! Bad stuff (coffins, oppression, misunderstanding).
Orbit emplys some simple rock and not so simple word salad for “A Christmas Carol.” Get a load of the refrain. Damn. Suicide prevention hotline, please.
Okay, not so holidaysical, but “Christmas Tree Bridge” leans on the irony of the awful tragedy of losing a parent with the most family of phrases. Yikes. What sick folk is this?! BLUE ALERT
Perhaps homicide? “Murder by Christmas Tree” is a short metal ode to how to get away with murder from Santa’s Angry Elves. I don’t like them when they’re angry.
Time to give up! Life is too awful. Let’s buy the “Christmas Tree” with Kiki Bohemia and her cheap electronic hypnotic singsongery to show our despair. Bleak, black, blecch.
Still missing you! And there’s a Christmas tree here.
Alt folk with Shannon St. Clare is husky warbling. She wonders if you think of her “When You Put up Your Christmas Tree.” And gets in a few digs, too.
It’s not ok when you’re not there “Standing by the Christmas Tree” sounds classier with classic piano and some Irish. Cara Dillon raises the bar despite the platitudes.
Wendell Ferguson gets more clever with “Pining ‘Round the Christmas Tree.” His electric country tickling is punny and hopeful. Go, Wendell.
Come back home! cries D’Lannie so you can be “By the Christmas Tree” with her. It’ll make or break the whole holiday. I presume, ‘cuz it’s electric pop and that’s superficially dramatic.
Ed Mills is missing her–i think she’s dead, Jim. “Sitting by the Christmas Tree” is not always on key, but it’s sincerely sad country.
I get Take me back this time and some other lamentation in this hard folk strummer. But “A Small Gathering Around a Pine Tree” is about broken dreams only known to the stoned poet. Fun mixed media experimentation.
On the verge of not making it, Latka rocks the house (w/some bad ass fiddlin’) “From Under the Christmas Tree.” She could make it, but she’s been found out. Damn her.
I keep looking at that Christmas tree, and i keep thinking… she’s gone.
King’s to open. Elvis has no feeling of home without her. “Holly Leaves and Christmas Trees” are just dead stuff in a room. Boo hoo.
Chelsea Reed seems to be holding on through the whole thing, but her tone is torch song. “Last Year’s Christmas Tree” is a symbol for dried out trash. She claims that’s not her and you, but i find myself getting sobby.
More obfuscation from Judd Grossman, which does make for a pretty alt-grass song: “Christmas Tree” is about the brevity of love and the harshness of its mortality. Dance! Cry! Get over it!
“Christmas Tree” from Tiasa Ray is crooning, crying folk (raga?) about missing him like crazy.
The Temptations set the standard with “My Christmas Tree,” a soulful R+B flier about how she’s gone away and he’s lonely and what he wants for Christmas. The Supremes flip the gender.
Where oh where is she? “Christmas Tree” is here, but she’s not. Is she looking at her tree just like I am mine?! Slow country slop from Dave Jackson.
You’re not there “Upon My Christmas Tree” blubbers Stan with syncopated R+B. A retro 1970s spoken plea narrates the pathos near the end.
Alt soul from Sistiana’s “Christmas Tree” all about what she’s waiting for. Well, there’s Christmas, and you, and i suppose the tree.
Kolya Puga wonders where she is, but jazzes his pop vocals about that “Christmas Tree” as if it’s a trigger for his high flown wretchedness.
They’re so lonely around this time of year! Santa might visit, but he could bring a certain someone… couldn’t he? “Christmas Tree Blues” from Charley Jordan and Verdi Lee make their pain known in authentic 1935 blues. Painful (and maybe a bit naughty).
It’s Christmas! How could you be so horrible! Get away from my Christmas tree!
Mr. Richard & the Pound Hounds vants to be levt alone! “Up in My Christmas Tree” is where he’s hiding from All Of YOU! Go Away! …fun, wispy country rock.
Dick Stratton & The Nite Owls surely swing that country tune when they stare down their insignificant other and state “I Wouldn’t Have You on My Christmas Tree.” You’re no angel, you hussy!
You want Christmas tree symbolism? I’ll give you something to represent!
TEMPORARY JOY.
Dr. Dog tinkles on his great-aunt’s pianer with some alt folk sentiment about how much “Oh My Christmas Tree” does for such a brief time.
Crappedy crap crap time of year… then just the right greenery and a “A Tiny Tree Christmas” cures all that ails you. For now. Thanks, Ryan Miller, Guster.
Bobby Curtola has a 1964 dreamy pop dream how “My Christmas Tree” would save the world. With love and peace and cetera.
Heart Crimes consider a “Christmas Tree” so seductive as to be the gateway to hard candy. Pop fun.
Or listen to the Australians. Peter Senior lists out all the cool fun stuff that tweaks the fun-happiness in us all, including “The Christmas Tree.” ‘Billy rock.
STUFF & THINGS.
Moments, blessings… these are the flashbacks Briana Kay seizes on when sniffing her next “Christmas Tree.” Potent sorcery conjured by plodding country.
My God, my life, and my family stare out at Lauren Flauding when she takes in the wonder of “My Christmas Tree.” Introspective piano bar builds a strong defense against it just being a tree.
Jonathan Mann may get a bit random sometimes, but his comparison of “Christmas Tree” bliss to Dakota Access Pipeline nastiness stands out. Falsetto blues.
“I Love a Christmas Tree” posits Donna Cutler with gentle rocking. It’s all about peace and love and stuff.
Always room for one more awful song. Having belonged to a let’s-be-offkey group myself, i must give consideration to Mesforum’s “Christmas Tree.” What you see is… well, what is it?
JUST, WELL, EVERYTHING!
“Everything is One Big Christmas Tree” by Magnetic Fields may rely on a Germanic chorus, but surely you’ll feel the joy of this alt rock disenfranchised leap of faith. Yea, Xmas Tree!
All this damn songstuff makes me wonder what that holiday foliage really means to you.
GOD, DAMMIT.
“There’s a Christmas Tree in Heaven” comes out from Eddy Howard and His Orchestra (sweet) the same year as The 4 Aces (swinging). That whole sky constellation up above… it’s the same as in your living room.
There are no enemies on Loretta Allen’s “Christmas Tree.” Sweet gospel bluegrass promises the peace. Come and join, it’s God.
Brent Hardesty goes OG inclusive God with “A Menorah and a Christmas Tree.” either way it’s still the Big Guy! (Although, this particular day does seem to be a divisive point, truth to tell.)
THE GOOD OLD DAYS. WELL, I’LL TELL YA.
“An Old Fashioned Tree” makes 1950 sound like a past-it time. Gene Autry bemoans the cowboy loss of way back when, with the whole symphony and back up seniors.
Memories feature into Jeff Meegan’s jazz trio (with scat & flute) “Christmas Tree.” But jazz poetry, man… where do i start?
W.D. Hay scrapbooks out his life with “Christmas Tree Memories,” a homegrown country flashback or ten.
CHILDHOOD, YEAH!
Telstar Ponies keep the experimental ’90s alive with “I Still Believe in Christmas Trees.” It’s a whole lot of garage noodling, but it has a maudlin message just for you… and you… and you… and YOU.
Shy nature sloshes around some indie pop with modulation for the kids to revisit their youth in “My Christmas Tree is Looking at Me.” So everybody had that same dream at eight-years-old?
Home and dead parents keep coming back to haunt Sonny James (w/Carole Smith) “Where the Tree Is,” a tinkly country number written by committee. Sonny’s reaching for it, give him that.
Similarly titled, “I Still Believe in Christmas Trees” from Ray Ray is power country about the magic in boyhood innocence. Perky nostalgia.
It’s all about family, the Christmas tree. I mean, doy!
Sometimes it’s only for Dad. “My Father’s Christmas Tree” honors a WWII vet in the best way, decorating some fauna for a month. Spiritually amateurish sort-of country.
Mom and Dad time! J D Wages have the ‘rents reminisce to the glow of the lights “On Our Christmas Tree.” Pop country with a two-step proclivity. The drawling full on country version hails from The Animal Band.
Modern lite jazz from Roland Everett Fall who has stories to tell from his “Christmas Tree Memories.” Most feature a good Daddy.
La la la, blah blah blah, “Christmas Tree” from Neal Lowry thanks God for family, but sings Hawaiian style country to the tree.
Light jazz rock, this time with feeling, from David Barnes. “Family Tree” takes us from the car, to the home, to the distant nostalgia, to the heart of it all. Awww.
All together at last! Let’s credit “The Christmas Tree.” It’s the only reason we hold hands. So says Rick Goldberg with pop pop jiffy pop country swing.
Broken family getting you down? wish you could consolidate two Christmas trees into “One Christmas Tree“? Just ask the good folks at Nitty Gritty Dirt Band for a game plan. They’ll pick and grin ya a fine hearthside yuletide setup.
Family dustups don’t spare the shrubbery! Billy Idol lightly punks in “Yellin’ at the Christmas Tree.” Daddy’s abusive, innit?
Too much family? Poppermost feels your pain with the high-larry-us “Family Christmas Tree.” Swinging pop with a snap and a crackle. You’re not getting away that easily!
