“What ho!” I said.
What ho!” said Motty.
“What ho! What ho!”
“What ho! What ho! What ho!”
After that it seemed rather difficult to go on with the conversation.
Merry Christmas, everybody
The Pogues and Kirsty MacColl, Fairytale of New York.
Christmas dreams, shattered and otherwise. Soaring music and grubby lyrics. But also tenderness and hope – which, after all, is what Christmas is all about.
Merry Christmas. And a tip of the tuque to Walt Kelly, who brought joyous nonsense to Christmas when I was a boy.
Boola boola Pensacoola hulla-baloo!
Nick Lowe, Christmas at the Airport.
Proving that Christmas is where you find it. And what you make of it. A light in the darkness, a burger in a bin.
Trolley Molly don’t love Harold
Back in the 1950s, people were worried that Christmas was becoming “too commercialized.” We’re sure lucky that didn’t happen.
Tom Lehrer, A Christmas Carol
Stan Freberg, Green Christmas
Lullaby Lilla Boy, Louisville Lou!
John Legend and Stephen Colbert, Nutmeg. Ladies, Mr. John Legend wants to nog your egg.
(This one is for Adam Schlesinger, another early victim of COVID-19. Thank you, Adam, for all the music.)
Don’t we know archaic barrel?
Yogi Yorgessen, I Was Santa Claus at the School House (for the P.T.A.)
We had this on a 78 when I was a kid and every year my dad would play it and laugh till tears ran down his cheeks.
Alley-ga-roo!
Christmas the cowboy way. With yodelling.
Cauliflower
Paul Heaton and Jacqui Abbott, Christmas (And Dad Wants Her Back). Should Dad get his wish?
Swaller dollar
For John Prine, who loved Christmas and died of COVID-19 at the beginning of the pandemic. Geez, I miss him.
Nora’s freezin’ on the trolley
Gayla Peevey, I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas. Though it’s been said many times, many ways, some girls just don’t want rhinoceroses.
Rannygazoo 