Back by popular demand (all right, one guy asked me for it), here is an all-new version of vaunted Christmas song titles deftly (or tone-deaf-ly) applied to the surreal reality we call our everyday existence in December, 2022:
“I’ll Be Home For Christmas”- yes, but this year, it’s my choice, not COVID-related!
“Santa Claus Is Comin’ To Town”- He sure is, along with millions of visitors.
“Peace On Earth/Little Drummer Boy”- Hey, if Bing Crosby and David Bowie could get together for this gem (1977), can we please find a little empathy in this world to help resolve rifts?!
“You’re A Mean One, Mr. Grinch”- to all those Grinch-like among us who apparently can’t/won’t find their inner souls the other 364 days a year.
“It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas”- usually that starts about October 20 in the retail world.
“Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas”- “little” is just fine, because it’s really OK to celebrate Christmas small, sans fanfare, but sincerely, on this special day of days.
“It Came Upon A Midnight Clear”- that would be some direction from officialdom on the future of Red Hill, which would be a miracle indeed.
“We Wish You A Merry Christmas”- great concept, but do we really need that figgy pudding?!
“Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer”- thankfully, thoughtfully placed speed bumps are popping up around O`ahu to preclude this possibility.
“Do They Know It’s Christmas?”- a pop hit, all-star “end famine” classic from 1984, its pleas still resonate today as over 820-million people worldwide go to bed hungry every night.
“O Holy Night”- Gone, but surely not forgotten, Willie K. provided us with this chicken skin classic rendition to behold forever more. Thanks, Uncle Willie.
“Little Saint Nick”- He used to be Big Saint Nick, but in this digital/computer chip/AI world we now wholeheartedly embrace, anything can be shrunk. Ho Ho Ho.
“God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen”- And those front line gentle ladies, too, for the incredible work you’ve done over the past 1,000 days, providing constant aid and comfort during the pandemic.
“Baby, It’s Cold Outside”- Yes, you can actually hear that said among people here when it hits (heaven forbid) 67-degrees!
“The Mongoose Song (Christmas Don’t Be Late)”- Well…“The Chipmunk Song” local style…
Good tidings to you and yours, and let’s stretch this season of joy into an annual sentiment.
Think about it…