Listening to commercial radio over Christmas has caused me to stop and think about some important issues, and the most important of these is: why the fuck have ex-Beatles no concept of time when writing their Christmas lyrics?
First of all, there's John Lennon with Happy Xmas/War Is Over. It's not just that it's a repetitive shite-bag of wishful hippie bollocks. It's these lines: "And so this is Christmas/And what have you done?/Another year over/A new one just begun." Really, John? Last time I looked, Christmas was on December 25th., a full fucking week before the New Year. So not only is the year not "over", a new year definitely has not yet "just begun" - in fact the year is 51 weeks old, just about as old as a year can get. For fuck's sake, if you're going to sit warbling with your avant-garde nutjob wife preaching to the whole fucking world about how they're supposed to lead their lives, at least take a proper fucking look at the calendar.
And don't get me started on McCartney. Not only is 'Wonderful Christmastime' the most annoying song in his vast archive of head-hassling quirk-pop (and remember that archive includes Maxwell's Silver fucking Hammer), it contains the following line: "The choir of children sing their song/They practiced all year long." Did they really? So in January the choirmaster got them together and said, "There's 12 months until next Christmas, but we're going to start practicing now, and keep on going right through spring, summer and fucking autumn, because we need to get these songs absolutely right." Because no one in the choir's going to know 'Hark the Herald Angels Sing', are they? And every other fucking carol they've been singing every year since birth, and which no one ever needs to fucking practice until late November at the earliest, if at all, because they already know the fucking songs off by heart, you Fab Four fuckwit.
Honestly, what were they thinking?
First of all, there's John Lennon with Happy Xmas/War Is Over. It's not just that it's a repetitive shite-bag of wishful hippie bollocks. It's these lines: "And so this is Christmas/And what have you done?/Another year over/A new one just begun." Really, John? Last time I looked, Christmas was on December 25th., a full fucking week before the New Year. So not only is the year not "over", a new year definitely has not yet "just begun" - in fact the year is 51 weeks old, just about as old as a year can get. For fuck's sake, if you're going to sit warbling with your avant-garde nutjob wife preaching to the whole fucking world about how they're supposed to lead their lives, at least take a proper fucking look at the calendar.
And don't get me started on McCartney. Not only is 'Wonderful Christmastime' the most annoying song in his vast archive of head-hassling quirk-pop (and remember that archive includes Maxwell's Silver fucking Hammer), it contains the following line: "The choir of children sing their song/They practiced all year long." Did they really? So in January the choirmaster got them together and said, "There's 12 months until next Christmas, but we're going to start practicing now, and keep on going right through spring, summer and fucking autumn, because we need to get these songs absolutely right." Because no one in the choir's going to know 'Hark the Herald Angels Sing', are they? And every other fucking carol they've been singing every year since birth, and which no one ever needs to fucking practice until late November at the earliest, if at all, because they already know the fucking songs off by heart, you Fab Four fuckwit.
Honestly, what were they thinking?
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