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plonqChristmas really brings out the worst in creativity. One of my co-workers brought in a CD of mixed Christmas music that he burned from his library at home. Most of it is okay - Bing Crosby and Nana Mouskouri singing various holiday classics - but mixed in with that are Disney Christmas (I think I've heard enough of Goofy and Mickey sining to last me a lifetime) and various pop singers doing their own original Christmas tunes. These are the worst.
I think I may vomit the next time I hear Christine Aguilera, or George Michael or one of the various clones thereof singing one of their lame Christmas songs. I don't know if they are under contractual obligation to do at least one Christmas song for their record labels, but I think I could probably encapsulate all of the songs in just a few lines.
"It's that special time of year, oh ya.
It's all about love and family.
It only comes once a year.
Can you feel it? Oh ya.
Hug your children."
It's not all bad, mind you. For instance, who can forget the classic by Ray Davies that starts with:
"When I was small I believed in Santa Claus
Though I knew it was my dad
And I would hang up my stocking at Christmas
Open my presents and I'd be glad
But the last time I played Father Christmas
I stood outside a department store
A gang of kids came over and mugged me
And knocked my reindeer to the floor"
(etc)
I think I may vomit the next time I hear Christine Aguilera, or George Michael or one of the various clones thereof singing one of their lame Christmas songs. I don't know if they are under contractual obligation to do at least one Christmas song for their record labels, but I think I could probably encapsulate all of the songs in just a few lines.
"It's that special time of year, oh ya.
It's all about love and family.
It only comes once a year.
Can you feel it? Oh ya.
Hug your children."
It's not all bad, mind you. For instance, who can forget the classic by Ray Davies that starts with:
"When I was small I believed in Santa Claus
Though I knew it was my dad
And I would hang up my stocking at Christmas
Open my presents and I'd be glad
But the last time I played Father Christmas
I stood outside a department store
A gang of kids came over and mugged me
And knocked my reindeer to the floor"
(etc)
