12.22.06
It won’t seem like Christmas (without this review)
It’s the holidays. Suck it up and cope. Shopping sucks. Going in the debt for the beginning of a new year sucks more. But there are cookies and parties where you get drunk and embarrass yourself in front of your colleagues to look forward to (and if you’re really lucky, you’re the one taking the embarrassing pictures instead of the one starring in them).
And in salute to the season where it’s acceptable to be drunk in the middle of the day and people break down crying for no discernable reason, I’m going to review three very different Christmas albums. (And if you think these suck, then drop us a line and send us what you think is a decent holiday record. They are not easy to come by, Judgey McJudge.)
Cricket, incidentally, loathes Christmas music, cementing my place as the Pollyanna of this outfit. [Bah humbug.—Cric]
