Yes, it’s that time of year again, just three weeks to go
until some fat bloke tries to break in to your house and creep around while
your kids are asleep. And that means another selection of terrible Christmas
records for you to enjoy (or endure!)
First up is our old friend Red Sovine. Christmas wouldn’t be
Christmas without a huge dollop of misery courtesy of Ol’ Red, and Here It
Is Christmas is no exception, the story of
an ageing drunk whose wife has left him after 27 years of marriage. Listen to
him as he cries in to his ‘flat martini’ (I wasn’t aware that martinis were
supposed to effervesce…)
Such unbridled wretchedness. A peach.
The second song this week is a bit of a rarity – a mostly
spoken word performance from the great Cary Grant. Issued in 1967, the year
after Cary retired from the big screen and the year in which his daughter Jennifer was born, Christmas
Lullaby is sickeningly schmaltzy but you
really can’t blame the guy for recording what is essentially a love song to t
his beloved daughter. The song, incidentally, was co-authored by none other
than Peggy Lee.
I’ll close today’s selection with a couple of Beatle-related
Christmas howlers from 1964 – which seems appropriate as today is the 37th
anniversary of the assassination of John Lennon. Neither I Want a Beatle For
Christmas by Becky Lee Beck nor Bring
Me A Beatle For Christmas by the terribly-named Cindy Rella are truly
terrible, but neither do they have the charm of Dora Byran’s brilliant All
I Want For Christmas is a Beatle. They're essentially the same song, with a squeaky teenage girl opining that she wants a Beatle - any Beatle - under her tree on December 25th. She's not fussy...
I'll leave the Elvis-related horrors until next week.
Enjoy!
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