Green Jar

Music

Dec 02 2011

Lately, it smells, tastes, and even sounds like Christmas. People are starting to put up their trees, radio stations are starting to change up their rotation, coffee houses are re-introducing seasonal favorites, and the city is lighting up. Don’t get me wrong, I am 100% pro Christmas. I LOVE a good festive holiday. I’ll be the first one to wear red lipstick, paint my nails with candy stripes, and wear a santa hat all of December. But there is just something about Christmas carols that freaks me out. Maybe it was the random group of carolers that used to show up to my house as a youngster. Strangers with rosy cheeks wearing mufflers when its 80 degrees in California, singing carols in opera pitch, and then disappearing into the night. As if that isn’t bizarre enough for a kid. To this day when I hear a christmas carol pop up on the radio I get goosebumps. I mean, no one is genuinely that happy! “How are they always so happy,” I ask myself each time?! And I’ll admit, I try to sing along…”It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas…” But as soon as I begin I immediately feel like I’m betraying myself. “Don’t give in Jamie, this just isn’t normal.” Isn’t that what people love about it though? I mean aside from the tradition of it. The abnormalcy of it all? Having something to rejoice in amidst all the horrible things that happen in this world on a daily basis. I suppose one could call it “A Christmas Carol Escapism?” I personally would rather escape with a nice big piece of pie and some egg nog.

For all you carol lovers I don’t knock it! But me – I just can’t commit to a carol! In case you feel me on this one…I’ve compiled a few carols of my own. These are the only carols that my kids will grow up listening to. Don’t Judge!

Snoop Dog – Santa Clause Goes Straight to the Ghetto