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November 28, 2007



That friggin' donkey song makes me want to kill people.

Starting Saturday, there will be GOOD Christmas music up on my site every day until Christmas.


I cannot stand that d@mned Grandma song under any circumstances. I need to go to my iTunes and delete it.

I like Christmas because its about the only time I hear The Waitresses on the radio, even if it's just "Christmas Rapping."


My biggest pet peeve in Christmas music is hearing a version of "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" that sanitizes the lyrics from "Through the years /
We all will be together /
If the Fates allow /
Until then we'll have to /
muddle through somehow/
And have yourself/
A merry little Christmas now."


"Through the years /
We all will be together /
If the Fates allow /
Hang a shining star /
upon the highest bough./
And have yourself/
A merry little Christmas now."

It's such a beautiful, heart-wrenching song, and that lyric change that some artists do just kills me. Totally changes the song. You've got to listen to the original Garland version to really appreciate it.

I've blogged about it before. I might have to do it again, make it an annual tradition.


Courtney: Donkey song?

Yello: You really have to hear the earlier "Grandma" recording. He's so deadpan that you can't help but laugh. I love The Waitresses as well, which (I think) means we're old.

Epiph: I remember that post and agree with you about the way it changes the song's intent. However, I can't help but love Bing Crosby's rendition even if it's the wrong verse.


I know the donkey song. "Dominic the Donkey"......awful song.

I love Snoopy vs. the Red Baron, the Christmas one.
I'd like it more if it weren't exactly the same song as its predecessor, with new lyrics, but yeah, that one's pretty good.--C

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