It's that time of
year again where Christmas music is inescapable. If you've put on
Sunny 99.1 lately you won't be hearing the tuneful melodies of soft
rock icons like Phil Collins or Michael Bolton. Instead, you'll be
hearing the wretched tones of “You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch!” or
“Baby, It's Cold Outside.”
That's right.
Wretched tones. I'm calling Christmas music out because frankly it
sucks. I'm not convinced a legitimately great, or really even good,
Christmas song has ever been written, and I grow more sure of this
every insufferable year.
There is, however,
one man who managed to inject enough whimsy, enough wackiness, and
enough self-effacing ridiculousness into Christmas music to make it
bearable: Bob Dylan, whose own Christmas in the Heart should set the
tone for any and all Christmas music written in the future.