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You got me, in all my years never heard of that one... ― William Goldman, The Princess Bride
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12/18/2014 11:58 pm |
My kids absolutely LOVE "I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas"...and we have such fun singing along with it in the car...so I'm crying foul on that one. "Grandma Got Ran Over By a Reindeer" would be my vote for worst Christmas song ever. Another one that I really dislike (and this might draw some boos) is "The Little Drummer Boy"...pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum...gak!! Make it stop!! Only version I can stand is the one by Bing Crosby and David Bowie, because Bowie's "Peace on Earth" part at least distracts me from Bing's incessant pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum pa rum pum pum pum....arrrrggggggg!!! OK, there's one other song that I actually kind of like (especially Whitney Houston's version...she sings the shit out it) but it has a verse that has always bugged me...it's "Do You Hear What I Hear?"... the verse in question... Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king, do you know what I know? In your palace warm, mighty king, do you know what I know? A Child, a Child shivers in the cold Let us bring Him silver and gold Let us bring Him silver and gold So let me get this straight...we've got a baby freezing in the cold...and the first thing these people pull off the gift registry is silver and gold? How about...say...a blanket, perhaps? Firewood always makes a nice gift for those in danger of hypothermia...but then again, if the guy is such a "mighty king" it could be presumed that he could use some of that might to get them installed in a nice, warm room at the inn, wouldn't you think? Anyway, while we're on the subject of holiday "worsts," I'd like to nominate the worst holiday movie EVER...the original Tim Allen "comedy" The Santa Clause. Only ten minutes in, and we get to see old St. Nick fall off a housetop and DIE. Merry fucking Christmas, kiddies! I think Bad Santa would be less traumatic.  ~LastGuy "It's great to be here. It's great to be anywhere." -- Keith Richards "There are many spokes on the wheel of life. First, we're here to explore new possibilities." -- Ray Charles
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Cliff Richard: Mistletoe and Wine. Ghastly, mawkish, feeble-minded, god-bothering, pile of reindeer poop! Just to hear the first two bars brings me out in a rash and a perfectly justifiable sociopathic urge to perform unanaethetised dismemberments. And that's on a GOOD day! 
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12/19/2014 9:00 am |
Hey! Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) It's Dominick the donkey. Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) The Italian Christmas donkey. (la la la-la la-la la la la la) (la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da) Santa's got a little friend, His name is Dominick. The cutest little donkey, You never see him kick. When Santa visits his paisons, With Dominick he'll be. Because the reindeer cannot, Climb the hills of Italy. Hey! Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) It's Dominick the donkey. Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) The Italian Christmas donkey. (la la la-la la-la la la la la) (la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da) Jingle bells around his feet, And presents on the sled. Hey! Look at the mayor's derby, On top of Dominick's head. A pair of shoes for Louie, And a dress for Josephine. The labels on the inside says, They're made in Brooklyn. Hey! Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) It's Dominick the donkey. Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) The Italian Christmas donkey. (la la la-la la-la la la la la) (la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da) Children sing, and clap their hands, And Dominick starts to dance. They talk Italian to him, And he even understands. Cumpare sing, Cumpare su, And dance 'sta tarantel. When Santa Nicola comes to town, And brings du ciuccianello. Hey! Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) It's Dominick the donkey. Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) The Italian Christmas donkey. (la la la-la la-la la la la la) (la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da) Hey! Dominick! Buon Natale! (hee-haw, hee-haw) (hee-haw, hee-haw) (hee-haw, hee-haw) (hee-haw, hee-haw) (hee-haw, hee-haw) (hee-haw, hee-haw) Just for you Katie. I had to dig deep, but the inner Grinch with a wide smile found one for you. "Never tell people how to do things. Tell them what to do, and they will suprise you with their ingenuity."~ Gen. George Patton
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Hey! Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) It's Dominick the donkey. Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) The Italian Christmas donkey. (la la la-la la-la la la la la) (la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da) Santa's got a little friend, His name is Dominick. The cutest little donkey, You never see him kick. When Santa visits his paisons, With Dominick he'll be. Because the reindeer cannot, Climb the hills of Italy. Hey! Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) It's Dominick the donkey. Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) The Italian Christmas donkey. (la la la-la la-la la la la la) (la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da) Jingle bells around his feet, And presents on the sled. Hey! Look at the mayor's derby, On top of Dominick's head. A pair of shoes for Louie, And a dress for Josephine. The labels on the inside says, They're made in Brooklyn. Hey! Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) It's Dominick the donkey. Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) The Italian Christmas donkey. (la la la-la la-la la la la la) (la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da) Children sing, and clap their hands, And Dominick starts to dance. They talk Italian to him, And he even understands. Cumpare sing, Cumpare su, And dance 'sta tarantel. When Santa Nicola comes to town, And brings du ciuccianello. Hey! Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) It's Dominick the donkey. Chingedy ching, (hee-haw, hee-haw) The Italian Christmas donkey. (la la la-la la-la la la la la) (la la la-la la-la la-ee-oh-da) Hey! Dominick! Buon Natale! (hee-haw, hee-haw) (hee-haw, hee-haw) (hee-haw, hee-haw) (hee-haw, hee-haw) (hee-haw, hee-haw) (hee-haw, hee-haw) Just for you Katie. I had to dig deep, but the inner Grinch with a wide smile found one for you. But the line And brings du ciuccianello. or ciuch (bastardized version of the word, simply means ass (donkey if you want to get technical) in Italian... mostly when I am driving, there is always a cuich in front of me  ― William Goldman, The Princess Bride
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Really never ever, but now I am more concerned on how come in all my years I never ever heard it.. I mean it had to hit my ears at least once.. maybe I did and it was so bad, I blanked it out from my memory banks for all time No worries  ― William Goldman, The Princess Bride
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12/19/2014 5:48 pm |
Hey KB, I happen to like this one, and its fine that you don't we all have different tastes.. no biggie seriously... But the line And brings du ciuccianello. or ciuch (bastardized version of the word, simply means ass (donkey if you want to get technical) in Italian... mostly when I am driving, there is always a cuich in front of me "Never tell people how to do things. Tell them what to do, and they will suprise you with their ingenuity."~ Gen. George Patton
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Grandma Got Run Over is pretty awful..... Hippotamus for Christmas just makes you go... hunh???? I am not overly fond of Santa Baby.... "Santa Baby" Santa baby, just slip a Sable under the tree for me; Been an awful good girl, Santa baby, So hurry down the chimney tonight Santa baby, a '54 convertible too, light blue; I'll wait up for you, dear; Santa baby, So hurry down the chimney tonight. Think of all the fun I've missed; Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed; Next year I could be just as good... if you check off my Christmas list Santa baby, I want a yacht and really that's not a lot; Been an angel all year; Santa baby, So hurry down the chimney tonight. Santa honey, one little thing that I really do need... The deed... to a platinum mine, Santa baby, So hurry down the chimney tonight. Santa cutie, and fill my stocking with the duplex and checks; Sign your 'X' on the line, Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight. Come and trim my Christmas tree with some decorations bought at Tiffany's; I really do believe in you; Let's see if you believe in me... Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing... A ring... I don't mean on the phone; Santa baby, So hurry down the chimney tonight Hurry down the chimney tonight Hurry, tonight! I love Eartha Kitt but that song drives me nuts.... I agree that the don't write them like they used to. However there are a few nicer modern Christmas songs. Amy Grant has some really nice ones - Tennessee Christmas and My Grown Up Christmas List are beautiful - wonderful sentiment. I also have two John Denver Favorites - Aspenglow and A Baby Just Like You, and one by the Carpenters, Merry Christmas Darling "Tennessee Christmas" Come on weatherman Give us a forecast snowy white Can't you hear the prayers Of every childlike heart tonight Rockies are callin', Denver snow fallin' Somebody said it's four feet deep But it doesn't matter Give me the laughter I'm gonna choose to keep Another tender Tennessee Christmas The only Christmas for me Where the love circles around us Like the gifts around our tree Well I know there's more snow up in Colorado Than my roof will ever see But a tender Tennessee Christmas Is the only Christmas for me Every now and then I get a wanderin' urge to see Maybe California, maybe tinsel town's for me There's a parade there We'd have it made there Bring home a tan for New Year's Eve Sure sounds exciting, awfully inviting Still I think I'm gonna keep Another tender Tennessee Christmas The only Christmas for me Where the love circles around us Like the gifts around our tree Well they say in L.A. It's a warm holiday It's the only place to be But a tender Tennessee Christmas Is the only Christmas for me. Well I know there's more snow up in Colorado Than my roof will ever see But a tender Tennessee Christmas Is the only Christmas for me A tender Tennessee Christmas Is the only Christmas for me "Grown-Up Christmas List" Do you remember me I sat upon your knee I wrote to you with childhood fantasies Well I'm all grown-up now And still need help somehow I'm not a child But my heart still can dream So here's my lifelong wish My grown-up Christmas list Not for myself But for a world in need [Chorus:] No more lives torn apart That wars would never start And time would heal all hearts Everyone would have a friend And right would always win And love would never end This is my grown-up Christmas list As children we believed The grandest sight to see Was something lovely Wrapped beneath our tree Well heaven surely knows That packages and bows Can never heal a hurting human soul [Chorus] What is this illusion called The innocence of youth Maybe only in our blind belief Can we ever find the truth [Chorus] "Aspenglow" See the sunlight through the pine, taste the warm of winter wine. Dream of softly falling snow, winter skol, aspenglow. As the winter days unfold, hearts grow warmer with the cold. Peace of mind is all you know, winter skol, aspenglow. Aspen is a life to live, see how much there is to give, see how strongly you believe, see how much you may receive. Smiling faces all around, laughter is the only sound, memories that can't grow old, winter skol, aspenglow. Aspen is a life to live, see how much there is to give, see how strongly you believe, see how much you may receive. See the sunlight through the pine, taste the warm of winter wine. Dream of softly falling snow, winter skol, aspenglow. As the winter days unfold, hearts grow warmer with the cold. Peace of mind is all you know, winter skol, aspenglow. Winter skol, aspenglow. "A Baby Just Like You" The sea son is upon us now, a time for gifts and giving. And as the year draws to its close, I think about my living. Christmas time when I was young, the magic and the wonder. But colors dull and candles dim and dark my standing under. Oh, little angel, shining light, you've set my soul to dreaming. You've given back my joy in life, you filled me with new meaning. A savior King was born that day, a baby just like you. And as the Magi came with gifts, I come with my gift too. That peace on earth fills up your time and brotherhood surrounds you, That you may know the warmth of love and wrap it all around you. It's just a wish, a dream I'm told from days when I was young, Merry Christmas little Zachary, Merry Christmas everyone. Merry Christmas little Zachary, Merry Christmas everyone. "Merry Christmas, Darling" Greeting cards have all been sent The Christmas rush is through But I still have one wish to make A special one for you Merry Christmas, darling We're apart, that's true But I can dream And in my dreams I'm Christmasing with you Holidays are joyful There's always something new But every day's a holiday When I'm near to you The lights on my tree I wish you could see I wish it every day The logs on the fire Fill me with desire To see you and to say That I wish you Merry Christmas Happy New Year too I've just one wish On this Christmas Eve I wish I were with you I wish I were with you Merry Christmas, darling ( You can tube them to hear them)
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I don't mind the hippos or Grandma, and I don't know the Cliff Richard song, but the one that makes me want to shove long needles in my ears is "Wonderful Christmastime" by Paul McCartney. I just can't stand to hear it and want to destroy the radio as soon as it comes on. I also have grown to dislike "Happy Xmas (War Is Over)", and I don't think it's simply an anti-ex-Beatles thing. I just don't like those songs. And being the good country girl that I am, my favorite is Sammy Kershaw's version of "Christmas Time's A-Comin"
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