Noddy and the boys wish you the compliments of the season.
Yeah, it’s NOIZEE, what did you expect from Slade? It’s still better than the worst Christmas song ever, i.e. Elvis Presley’s Blue Christmas.
And check out today’s midday post, later.
Tag: Music
Flying The Canceled Skies
As the busy holiday travel season gets underway, millions of travelers flock to the nation’s major airports. This comes as a big shock to some of the nation’s major airlines, which apparently had not been informed that the holidays can be a busy travel time. As one distraught airline executive put it: “Suddenly all these people just showed up with tickets they apparently purchased from us. How in God’s name is anybody supposed to plan for THAT?” — Dave Barry
Wheeeee what fun!
Translation: We were going to lose our asses with all those cheap tickets we sold for Christmas, so here’s a handy excuse to get rid of them.
Feel free to change my mind.
Today’s Earworm
Alright… with ELO playing it, of course you are.
Today’s Earworm
Finally, something arrived to displace the Monkees…
Earworm
I have NOT been able to get this out of my head since Mike Nesmith died.
The Ultimate Christmas Song
Harry Connick Jr.’s take on When My Heart Finds Christmas.
Connick is one of the most underrated singers ever — by the public, not by other singers — with his matchless range, phrasing and timing. As I’ve written before, he makes Sinatra look like a barroom busker.
I’m a former chorister, an alumnus of the Royal Schools of Church Music. Back in the day, I could sing anything off the sheet music you put in front of me, whether I’d seen it before or not.
But there are times that I listen to Harry Connick Jr., and when he does one of his trademark vocal tricks, I find myself saying: “How the hell did he do that?”
And his Christmas album, while a little too jazzy for some (even me, at times), is a true classic.