Stephen Cuthbert will be your “Hot Water Bottle” when it’s winter and Christmas and cold. But, then he offers to be your tissue whenever you’re sneezing. No! Not right! Too far! Syncopated country.
Tom Brusky is worried about sick days when he countrifies “Santa, Don’t Sneeze!” Let’s keep it silent, with a finger up the nose.
While the town is Christmas snoring, Eric Ackerman begins to conjure his wishes. “Dear Santa (Santa’s Lil’ Lover)” is the R+B love letter resultant.
At the opposite extreme, HaroldNstuff uses the time when everyone is snoring to plan out “The Time I Killed Santa.” Flippant rap to a salsa beat, but it is an overreaction to bad gifts. So, you get it.
Daddy snoring is the obstacle for the kidsong “Wake Up It’s Christmas.” 10zin The Band (feat. CAMP Studio Kids) is repetitive with head cracking chimes, but it’s really parang at heart.
Puer (feat. Slayd) is bummed that you’re gone, in fact is snoring through Christmas morning with only “Christmas Lights” on. Cheerleader rap.
John Tabacco tries more of a music hall approach for “Xmas Evening.” He’ll be there when you’re snoring. Alarms will blare. Seems you stole more than his heart. Holiday remuneration seems due.
Snoring is one of the symptoms of “Whiskey Christmas.” The Troumatics rock the point into submission.
Our bodies make music in their own ways. So, for now, put your lips together and blow, for Christmas.
DaViinci, Jemitris Vezia experience exaltation with their rap ode to Mary and family “Born on Christmas Eve.” They’re feeling so jolly they might have to whistle more.
“Christmas Whistle” by Queens’s Intress seems to be a sass test, rather than any kind of musical tribute. R+B kidsong, but it might be a bit naughty.
The Amazon workers might whistle while they work, at least the pop bluegrass “The Amazon Christmas Song” would have you believe. James Harriman seems to be having cheeky fun, so go with it.
Buddy Mix revs up syncopated pop when he’s have you “Think About Santa Claus.” If you want to put your doubts down and just play, Put your lips together and whistle away! Just like with Tinkerbell.
Make Like Monkeys prefers the flurries. “Whistling Snowflakes” is a pop ragtime activity rather than cruel Winter’s harbingers of doom.
“All I Want for Christmas (Is My Two Front Teeth)” posits the inability to whistle whilst bereft. But that novelty is a bit long in the tooth. Perhaps we’ll allow Dracula to sing it, as brought to us by The Christmas Party Players.
“‘Twas the Night Before Christmas” promises a bounding, smoking, and whistling (at his chargers) Saint Nicholas. Try Art Carney’s beatnik jazz happening.
Another whistling encounter with Big Red, “See You Again Next Year” from Philip J Martin is ragtime rollicking about annual peeking.
“Santa’s Whistle” can call the reindeer from the Milky Way. Well, that’s what Don Kletke / Buddy Gale sing about. Easy listening with whistling.
Comrade Cosmobot wants to make an experimental music deal with you: “You say santa & I Whistle.” He doesn’t hear too well, ‘cuz he never whistles.
I was familiar with Lawrence Welk pimping out the girls for “I Wanna Do More Than Whistle” under the mistletoe (It’s better to kiss than whistle). Smarmy lady listening polka. But it seems this jaunty flirt-fest was brought by the horny boys (Alan Copeland · George Cates · Mort Greene) originally. Who wore the stink of desperation better?
“Whistle ‘Neath The Mistletoe” is a strategy for Briana Winter. In this lounge jazz she gets the attention of potential kissers with her brazenness.
The cowboys are backing pointing out “The Santa Yodel.” Plucky jump blues country from E Roper.
St James Infirmary presents “santa came a yodelling” with echo effects and nasal lisping. Alt polka.
A Santa who can’t HoHoHo might be a “Yodeling Santa.” Mark Yamanaka and Kupaoa fiddle some slide guitar for a Hawaiian taste of down home country.
“The Santa Claus Yodelling Song” spares some slide guitar a la ’70s CW, but Sharon Whitcroft is all up in her yodel-craft. That’s really something.
Joanna Allen adds much needed rockabilly sensibility to “Santa’s Yodeling Song.” Just the edge this country polka easy listening needs.
Noisy old time polka, “The Yodeling Santa Claus” from The Keystoners featuring Dick Dorn tests one’s patience for warbling.
I’m Dan He’s Dave would like to introduce you to “The Yodeling Santa Claus.” Swiss folk rock this side of polka. Slightly more fun than you thought it’d be.
“A Yodel for Christmas” is a wish from Joe Newberry & April Verch to have a greater range to sing. Dandy country. Suddenly he’s gifted.
AI associates “Yodel Christmas Cream” (??) with reverence, as presented by His Little Helpers. Perhaps this jazz band romp would suit a cartoon special.
David Higginbotham booms out kidsong in the twisty form of “Chris the Yodeling Cat.” It’s synthed polka, but i’d recommend getting the feline out of that room full of rocking chairs.
Paul Yanchar finally gives us the real McCoy, a Swiss-Austrian accented “Christmas Yodeler” with oompah polka throughout. He gets around, but he the girls. From far away.
From the Greek for ‘wood sound’ this percussive plaything is many a new parents’ nightmare.
Speaking of ‘The Nightmare Before Christmas,’ Danny Elfman’s “Closing” has Santa revisiting Jack and Jack’s children playing strange little tunes in their xylophone band. Spoken.
Speaking of wee one’s toys… Jorden Milnes sets the backbeat to heavy to describe what’s coming out of “Santa’s Workshop.” Xylophones! (and tiaras and trains and on and on). Kidsong.
The Pizza Carolers invite all the other kids with holiday instruments to band together, especially since they got a “Xylophone for Xmas.” Childlike indie fun.
Recently let go, Levi Dobson also puts together his own band, including the xylophone he got as a Christmas gift. Pseudo rap to the electronica erects a billboard “You are Welcome to My World.” Every album should come with that warning.
Tintinnabula make music out of chaos, just like real artists do.
Darlingside tries the beat poetry approach with “Can’t Help Falling Apart,” an existential cry for help sometime after Christmas (calendrically, not according to their heart. New age indie.
In a metal world, “Aurora Borealis” takes us to task for our shallowly material ways. Lemon Demon pauses over the wind chimes chiming with the screams. Electronic metal for the rest of us.
We’re limiting ourselves to the fipple flute here, the tin or plastic or wooden toy head-splitter from in the stocking. So, no boats, trains, taxis, or killer winds at this time.
Let’s get all those metaphoric bells and whistles out of way at the outset. Pseudo-country from Shelley Lynch asks us to “Rock it Out This Christmas.” With all the trimmings. No holds barred. To the max. Like that. Sorta.
Tori V.’s “Pink Christmas” notes how bells and whistles are chimed. Cheesy pop with little grasp on reality. All the makings of the best Christmas ever!
Johnny Cash’s sermon “Christmas as I Knew It” portrays himself as whittling a whistle for her brother in the poverty of the holidays. Pretty damn sad. Spoken.
A whistle is just one more li’l toy children might get, as mentioned in “Up on the Rooftop.” But, for novelty’s sake, lets spin Sufjan Stevens’s version–quite a electronic/tribal beat experience.
There are whistles to be blown in SteSy’s “Metalcore Christmas.” Minds, too in this headbanging meltdown.
Tom Hench plucks the untuned strings and lays into the Celtic poverty where the “Whistle Made of Tin” is the best Xmas gift a Da’ could give his young’un.
Niboyeang, Atsadakorn Kapookkham bring the mood way down with their bummer of a “Christmas Violin Elegy.” This AI crankyfest isn’t just somber and reverent, it’s a pop crying jag.
Nancy Williams is sick for “Home,” especially when her alt pop wends her past a street busker on violin for the holidays. Better music. More seasonal depression.
More AI from Harmonix Synthesis applies a klezmer-like aura over the folk pop of “Shine This Christmas.” Nearly a waltz, who can resist?
Melanie Anne Padernal & Sheena Santamaria play with rap at their “Filipino Christmas Party.” One of the standout traditions is… Talent Show for the whole ding dong group (someone’s gonna play a violin! you just know it!)! That was fun.
“Processional: ‘A Christmas Roundelay’” is a hoe down in chorale coating. Alternating verses honor the angels and tune the violin–for dancin’! Baptist College of Ministry Concert Chorale makes a mountain out of this morsel.
Rock returns with “Winter of Our Discontent,” Sanford’s poison penned plaintive to the pain and pestilence of Papa Noel’s perturbations. (…carols are screeched out on that old violin.)
“I Want A Violin For Christmas” is Steven John Tillotson (feat. Isabelle Glenn) mashing country and pop into disharmony and headache inducing high notes. Enjoy!
