Music Appreciation: December 2003 Archives

The season's last Christmas song.

Duboce Triangle w/ Orphan G - You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch

The beat/coffee house incarnation, no less.

Got this one from last year's special holiday version of Cover Fight, a division of Song Fight. It won, which is no surprise. It's somewhat truncated, though, and leaves out my favorite lines, like the one about the "three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce." Ah, well. Can't have everything.

I have more holiday songs than this, although this will the be the last of 'em I post for three-hundred and sixty-five days or so. I considered putting up Run DMC's "Christmas in Hollis" or Fuel's cover of "We Three Kings" instead, but I figured we, as a civilization, already owed Dr. Seuss one after running a train on his life's work, Hollywood style. Now a generation of semi-illiterate kids'll probably grow up thinking of the Cat in the Hat as a cheesy Mike Meyers vehicle, instead of a surrealist children's book. Kind of unfortunate.

Anyway, I've got presents to sit and stare at for about half an hour before I get to open them, so I'll leave it at that. Happy holidays.

No lyrics. We all know how it goes.

Can't believe it's the twenty-third already.

Remember when you were a kid, and you couldn't wait for the holidays to come? When every day after Thanksgiving onwards was indescribable agony? The laboriously prepared wishlists, the onslaught of toy ads, the primetime Charlie Brown special, the whole ritual?

After you turn 21, Christmas is more like being egged. You never see it coming, and it's got you before you ever knew it was there.

Anyway, music time.

The Pogues - Fairytale of New York (AKA: Christmas in the Drunk Tank.)

Because hey, sometimes things don't work out like you planned. Not even on Christmas. Lyrics are under the cut.

I haven't got any more holiday-themed pictures around, so instead, here's a shot Matt took of Chicago's public housing, Cabrini Green, burning.

Again.

That didn't really work out like anybody planned, either.

No, not No Doubt.

The Vandals. THE VANDALS.

Is that understood? Are we clear on that?

...

Excellent.

The Vandals - Oi to the World

Have yourselves a punky little Christmas, folks. As usual, lyrics under the cut. And keep watching the page, I'll be posting more Christmas music, hopefully one new song every day, until The Big Day.

I try to compress all of my Christmas cheer into the actual week leading up to Christmas, instead of letting it fester from Halloween onwards. It's a lot more bearable, that way.

I have it on good authority that the Infamous Jesus Lights are back up in this anonymous dorm room window, this year. The people living directly above them responded by putting up the word "BLACK" in their window. The Jesus Lights stayed off, after that.

Guess they're not Everlast fans.