Tuesday, November 28, 2006

What it's all about

No two are alike, they say.

I may be the only person in the world who looks forward to the commercialization of Christmas.

Cheesy TV specials? Bring ‘em on.
Store decorations? I’ll help hang the tinsel.
Endless toy/car/razor/ipod/etc commercials? Love those too. Anyone who watches the superbowl for the commercials should as well.

And though I can't say I necessarily agree with their playlist choices, I love the fact that Christmas music is already on the radio. And though Buffalo radio execs have never really listened to me in the past, I will say I think it's about time to retire Christmas Shoes and Dear Mr. Jesus.

6 comments:

Esther said...

Dear Mr. Jesus has nothing on this:
(which I heard on 102.5 last night!)

'Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone,
In a one bedroom house made of plaster & stone.
I had come down the chimney with presents to give
And to see just who in this home did live.

I looked all about a strange sight I did see,
No tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.
No stocking by the fire, just boots filled with sand,
On the wall hung pictures of far distant lands.

With medals and badges, awards of all kind
A sober thought came through my mind.
For this house was different, so dark and dreary,
I knew I had found the home of a soldier, once I could see clearly.

I heard stories about them, I had to see more
So I walked down the hall and pushed open the door.
And there he lay sleeping silent alone,
Curled up on the floor in his one bedroom home.

His face so gentle, his room in such disorder,
Not how I pictured a United States soldier.
Was this the hero of whom I’d just read?
Curled up in his poncho, a floor for his bed?

His head was clean shaven, his weathered face tan,
I soon understood this was more than a man.
For I realized the families that I saw that night
Owed their lives to these men who were willing to fight.

Soon ‘round the world, the children would play,
And grownups would celebrate on a bright Christmas day.
They all enjoyed freedom each month of the year,
Because of soldiers like this one lying here.

I couldn’t help wonder how many lay alone
On a cold Christmas Eve in a land far from home.
Just the very thought brought a tear to my eye,
I dropped to my knees and started to cry.

The soldier awakened and I heard a rough voice,
"Santa don’t cry, this life is my choice;
I fight for freedom, I don’t ask for more,
my life is my God, my country, my Corps."

With that he rolled over and drifted off into sleep,
I couldn’t control it, I continued to weep.
I watched him for hours, so silent and still,
I noticed he shivered from the cold night’s chill.

So I took off my jacket, the one made of red,
And I covered this Soldier from his toes to his head.
And I put on his T-shirt of gray and black,
With an eagle and an Army patch embroidered on back.

And although it barely fit me, I began to swell with pride,
And for a shining moment, I was United States Army deep inside.
I didn’t want to leave him on that cold dark night,
This guardian of honor so willing to fight.

Then the soldier rolled over, whispered with a voice so clean and pure,
"Carry on Santa, it’s Christmas Day, all is secure."
One look at my watch, and I knew he was right,
Merry Christmas my friend, and to all a good night!

Peter said...

And the next day, as the sun drove out the cold,
That poor helpless soldier got three days in the hole.
Because he couldn't explain no matter how hard he tried,
Why he lost his uniform shirt -- they assumed he had lied.

Military court was convened, his honor he lost,
GAWDAMMIT, Santa, didn't you think of the cost?
A fluffly red coat shows up overnight
That kind of decor gets you shot in a fight.

Leah said...

That soldier one drives me nuts, yet if I accidentally hear it, I still hubba hubba cry.
I'm 100% with Mikey about Christmas Christmas all the time in every way, but if WJYE plays Britney Spears doing anything festive, I'll swear off them forever, putting my Charlie Brown Christmas on perma-repeat.

Garvey said...

I have a few new holiday favorites, and luckily Britney isn't on the list. Sufjan Stevens has a whole Christmas box set out, and Barenaked for the Holidays is always good for car ride.

Now, if we're talking Mariah Carey... well, we all have embarrassing/captivating tracks somewhere on our playlists.

Jen(nifer) said...

Yep. I hate em too. POsted it last year...

http://www.allthingsjennifer.wnymedia.net/2005/12/02/worse-christmas-songs-ever/

Today, I found Shoes on 96.1 and Jesus on 102.5 and I was in a quandry...MUST LISTEN TO CHRISTMAS MUSIC but, but...

;)

Jen(nifer) said...

Ok and I LOVE THE BRITNEY SONG and Jessica Simpson. I am keeping track on my sidebar how many times I hear the Brit song