Showing posts with label Frank Sinatra. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Frank Sinatra. Show all posts

Friday, 7 February 2025

Bertie Fridays #2: He's Got The Mad Hits


I wonder if the first time I ever heard the name Bert Kaempfert, it was in the lyrics of the big 1999 hit by Canadian tongue-in-cheek indie band Barenaked Ladies. Here, this week's Bert shares the limelight with other notable names such as Harrison Ford, LeAnn Rimes, Akira Kurosawa and Sting. You know you've arrived...!


(By the way, that song reached Number One on the US charts. Guess how long it spent there?)

Sadly, Bert K died 19 years before the Barenaked Ladies claimed, "Bert Kaempfert's got the mad hits", so he had no idea how much his name would live on. But what were the "mad hits" from this German orchestra leader, multi-instrumentalist, music producer, arranger, and composer?


Well, for one, here's a tune made famous by Wayne Newton in the States... though arguably made much more famous by one Ferris Bueller in 1986...


Those of you who are familiar with that movie (and if not, why not?) will recall that Ferris follows up with his take on The Beatles' version of Twist & Shout. And Bert K had his own Beatles connection, hiring the Fab Four to back Tony Sheridan in 1961 for their first commercially released recordings... which led to their discovery by Brian Epstein.


Bert K was also one of the songwriters responsible for turning German folk song "Muss i denn" into this two minute pop smash...


Here are a few more mad hits Mr. Kaempfert had some kind of involvement with...





And here's one we used to play in wind band...


Mad hits indeed. But perhaps the maddest of them all was probably my dad's favourite song. Whenever I hear this tune, written by Bert K, I can hear my dad whistling it in his workshop. 

The lyrics were added later by Charles Singleton and Eddie Snyder, and it became a huge hit for old blue eyes... even though he called it "a piece of shit" and "the worst fucking song that I have ever heard." The Chairman thought it was about a love affair between two men, you see. Unthinkable!

Although Bert Kaempfert is still credited as the composer, a number of other interested parties would later claim ownership of this tune, though a Parisian judge decided in 1971 that there was no case for plagiarism because many songs were based on "similar constant factors".

Perhaps the greatest legacy of Strangers In The Night is that it gave Sinatra the opportunity to scat-sing "doo-be-doo-be-doo" as the record fades out... thereby giving a name to the world's best-loved ghost-chasing Great Dane...


Zoinks!

Bertie approves.


Next week... Scotland's answer to Bob Dylan.


Sunday, 19 January 2025

Snapshots #379 - A Top Twelve Songs About Different Times Of The Day


What's your favourite time of day?

Whatever your answer, we've got a song for it...


12. Make a liar out of a graduate director.

The director of The Graduate was Mike Nichols. He didn't direct Billy Liar.

Billy Nicholls - Daytime Girl 

11. Baseball playing nun.

Swing Out Sister - Twilight World

10. Join the Anti-RAF ranks and fight for a less confused world!

"Anti-RAF ranks" was an obvious anagram...

Frank Sinatra - In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning

9. Carpenter bonds with fifth. 

Karen Carpenter meets the 5th Bond... Timothy Dalton. (For those of you who thought Dalton was the fourth Bond... you forgot David Niven.)

Karen Dalton - In The Evening (It's So Hard To Tell Who's Going To Love You The Best)

8. Leaders of the Funky Bunch split up.

Markey Mark was the leader of the Funky Bunch. I'm sure you knew that.

The Mar-Keys - About Noon

Or you could have had...

The Mar-Keys - Last Night

7. A hunting rifle.

Flintlock - Dawn

6.  Majors, Frank, Los Angeles, one laugh, three quarters of a vase.

Damn hard to come up with a clue for her, but... Lee (Majors), Anne (Frank), LA, HA!, Vas-.

Lianne La Havas - Midnight

5. Visit the Taylor & Womack Cleansing Spa.


Let James (Taylor) and Bobby (Womack) Purify you...

James & Bobby Purify - Morning Glory

4. 5c change.

You'll be wanting a nickel back.

Nickelback - This Afternoon

3. Nirvana play one's opus.

Nirvana is heaven. Our #1 act today sang Opus 17.

 Heaven 17 - Sunset Now

2. Throwaway storytelling.

Pulp fiction...

Pulp - Sunrise

1. Artichokes, tomatoes and basil, mushrooms, ham and olives.

All the ingredients of a quattro stagioni... or a four seasons pizza.

I would have allowed...

Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons - Dawn

But the real #1 answer is this...

Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons - The Night 


More Snapshots next Saturday... from 8.30 in the morning.


Thursday, 16 May 2024

Title Fight #11: Boredom Special!

As a follow-up to yesterday's post about the power of boredom, here are some song titles in similar vein. As we've got Barbra Streisand socking it to Ryan O'Neal above, in the 1979 movie The Main Event, I thought we'd let Babs kick off proceedings today...

Barbra Streisand - Love Is A Bore

That one was written by the songwriting team of Sammy Cahn and Jimmy Van Heusen who also wrote a bunch of classic Frank Sinatra hits including High Hopes, Come Fly With Me and the majestic All The Way. Nothing boring about those guys.

Still, at least Babs only finds love boring. These guys are bored with pretty much everything...

The Real People - Life Is A Bore

Liverpool's The Real People were great mates with Oasis, but didn't share their success. No wonder they found life such a bore. Not to mention...

Morrissey - We Hate It When Our Friends Become Successful

Still, there's no need to be rude, is there, Murray?

Murray Head & The Blue Monks - You Bore Me

Charming. Clearly a night in Bangkok is needed to get him excited. I'm sure he'll get his kicks above the waistline there.

OK, enough with the gentle warm-up... let's get onto some proper song titles!

The Front Bottoms - The Boredom Is the Reason I Started Swimming, Its Also the Reason I Started Sinking

I always admire a title that spills over onto the next line. The Front Bottoms are from New Jersey. Iffypedia explains their name, in case you can't work it out for yourself. They also quote singer Brian Sella: "This is our name. If you don't like it then you don't like it."

Next we have Jason Lytle, with a song he presumably wrote about The Supreme Leader of North Korea...

Grandaddy - Kim, You Bore Me To Death

No wonder he's so lonely.

Why are these musicians all so bored, you may well ask. Perhaps it's something to do with how they spent their spare time...

Jan & Dean - The Anaheim, Azusa And Cucamonga Sewing Circle, Book Review And Timing Association

(Bit of a step down from Surf City, that one. There's still two girls for every guy, but they're all over 85.) 

Perhaps all these bored pop stars spend far too much time chronicling their life stories for a handful of sympathetic followers...

Momus - A Complete History of Sexual Jealousy (Parts 17-24)

Or maybe they've been a long time at sea, like Neil Finn...

Split Enz - Six Months In A Leaky Boat

Blimey. What a bunch of bores. Still, as the aforementioned Manchester miserablist turned dubiously-opinionated bore once had it...

What really lies
Beyond the constraints of my mind?
Could it be the sea
With fate mooning back at me?
No, it's just more lock-jawed pop-stars
Thicker than pig-shit
Nothing to convey
They're so scared to show intelligence
It might smear their lovely career


Monday, 25 September 2023

Self-Help For Cynics #5: The Glass Half Empty

Keith Gattis - Half Empty

If ever anyone calls me a "glass half empty kind of guy", I usually respond that the glass has been dry for years and is currently shattered into a million pieces that lacerate my feet whenever I cross the kitchen floor. 

Nick Lowe - I Love The Sound Of Breaking Glass

Being a grumpy old git, and playing on it, has been my default setting since I was a teenager. It usually raises a laugh, and then I get the social validation that comes from people reacting in a positive way to something I've said. Don't look at me like that, we all know that's how it works - you get a smile or a laugh from a friend, a colleague, or even a total stranger, and you get that little dopamine hit that keeps you going. 

Little Man Tate - Half Empty Glass

But as part of my Cynical Self-Help Programme, I'm challenging everything now. And I've started to wonder if playing this part all these years has been a self-fulfilling prophecy?

Well, d'oh. 

My mental state is all a-jumble
I sit around and sadly mumble
Fools rush in, so here I am
Very glad to be unhappy
I can't win, but here I am
More than glad to be unhappy

Frank Sinatra - Glad To Be Unhappy

The question is, can I still get the same response from others by being a happy person? I mean, as we all know, there's nothing more annoying than... well...

REM - Shiny Happy People 

When I started this series, I toyed with the idea of calling it Positive Thinking For Negative Bastards. How do you turn that frown upside down... without being the kind of person who says things like "Turn that frown upside down"? Because you know how annoying those people are.

I'm sorry for all of my insecurities, but they're just a part of me
"Envy is thin because it bites but never eats"
That's what a nice old Spanish lady once told me
"Hey Debbie-Downer, turn that frown upside down and just be happy"

Courtney Barnett - Debbie Downer

Part of the answer is not to preach. 

But what are you doing here right now, yiu hypocrite? 

Oh look, there's the voice of my intrusive thoughts again. I'm going to call him Ian. Ian Trusive. I think it's important we acknowledge him when he has something to say. 

Patronising git. Isn't the very act of blogging about this subject preachy? Come read Rol's great sermon on how to be a better man? 

Nick Lowe - A Better Man

"Oh woe is me, and just listen to how smug and sanctimonious I am about it..." 

Maybe so, Ian. But I'm not writing this series for anybody other than myself. It's nice if people do read and occasionally leave a comment (all hail the dopamine hits!), but that's not why I'm writing it.

At the end of his album Peace Queer, Todd Snider talks about how some people have accused him of getting more and more opinionated in his songs. He replies with a line I'm going to steal, because it perfectly sums up this series...

I did not do this to change your mind about anything
I did this to ease my own mind about everything 

Todd Snider - Ponce Of The Flaming Peace Queer

Whether the glass is half empty or half full is only a matter of perception. And like a lot of the things we think, it's a matter of choice. I'm trying to choose the other path - and if Ian and his pals consider that the high road, well fair enough. I'll still be in Scotland before him...

I heard enough of the white man's blues
I've sang enough about myself
So if you're looking for some bad news
You can find it somewhere else

Last year was a son of a bitch
For nearly everyone we know
But I ain't fighting with you down in a ditch
I'll meet you up here on the road



Wednesday, 2 August 2023

Words & Music #4: I Can Sing A Rainbow

As a sequel to George's Rainbow Post yesterday, I decided to respond to Martin's Challenge and pick one song for each colour of the rainbow. Only one song!?! Impossible. So instead of picking the obvious tunes, I went looking for some lost gems...

RED

Eat were from Bath. They formed in 1986 and released their debut album, Sell Me A God, in 1989. Red Moon is taken from that, a record which reached #10 in the album chart... though its follow up, four years later, disappeared without a trace. Eat reformed in 2014 because that's the law now. 


ORANGE

Romeo Void came out of San Francisco in 1979. They're full of New Wave goodness, and the vocal ramblings of Debora Iyall on this track make me wonder if Florence Shaw from Dry Cleaning is a fan.


YELLOW

This is probably Devendra Banhart's most well-known tune. Was it in an advert at some point? Probably. I prefer not to look that up.


GREEN

Liverpool 1982 welcomed Candy Opera onto the scene, with a similarly lush romanticism to Prefab Sprout. They stuck around until 1993, much unappreciated. And then came back in 2020 with a new album. Because that's the law now. This is one of their older tunes...


BLUE

The X-Certs were Bristolian punks who occasionally flirted with reggae flavourings between 1978 and 1981. I chose this because they're singing about "blue movies", which seem both innocent and antiquated in today's world of wall-to-wall internet pornography. Simpler times.


INDIGO

I have to admit that I struggled a little with indigo, particularly as Martin had already bagged the Peter Murphy track. Then I remembered my favourite Frank Sinatra album, In The Wee Small Hours, and this timeless Duke Ellington tune...


VIOLET

Levon Helm was the drummer in The Band. You probably know that already. He also released some very fine solo records. This comes from his 1980 album American Son, and it's really quite lovely.



Thursday, 8 June 2023

Memory Mixtape #23: The Passing Of Time And All Of Its Sickening Crimes…

…is making me sad again.

Therapy time. Please feel free to skip today’s post, it’s just for me. (Then again, aren't they all?)

I was talking a couple of weeks ago about my… sadness. I’m going to use that instead of the “d” word, because it seems more appropriate. As we all know, writing can be good therapy. It’s certainly cheaper than real therapy, so here we are. And I’m going to use a therapist’s questions to help me.

Can you explain your sadness?

There are many different facets.

Pick one. Just one example.

OK. The present upsets me, but the past is starting to upset me too. Because it all seems to far away, and getting father every day. A while back, when I set up Memory Mixtape, I figured this would be one of my most popular series. Not popular with readers, since clearly I long since stopped trying to write for other people. Popular with me. I used to love writing about my childhood, my teenage years, and even just a few years back I had a long-running feature here called Radio Songs in which I relieved the highs and lows of my 20s, working in the radio industry. There’s comfort in nostalgia, in going back to the good old days, rose-tinting your past to airbrush out the bad times and create a glorious memory utopia where the sun’s always shining, even if it’s pissing down in the present. 

So why aren’t you writing Memory Mixtape every week?

That’s the question, isn’t it? Because the comfort’s no longer there. Now, when I try writing about the past, I invariably just get sad about what’s gone – long gone, in many cases. 30, 40 years gone. Never to return, never to get back, never to be there again or have that again or feel that again. 

D:Ream – Things Can Only Get Better

For many years of my life, it felt like D:Ream were telling the truth. OK, things might be bad right now, but they will get better. You’ll do better, you’ll get better, you’ll feel better. Since turning 50, the D:Ream potential has evaporated, and all I’m left with is the certitude of entropy…

Everyday things are getting worse

The Selecter – Time Hard

The goal is to be more like Frank. If only...



Wednesday, 8 March 2023

Celebrity Jukebox #76: Ray Liotta

Nancy Sinatra, and her sister Tina, once sent Ray Liotta a horse's head in the post after he turned down the chance to play their father in a TV mini-series they were developing. Ray would later play Old Blue Eyes in HBO movie The Rat Pack. Here he is giving it his best Frank..

Liotta is best known for his role as Henry Hill in the movie Goodfellas... though as movies go, I prefer Field of Dreams, in which he plays the ghost of Shoeless Joe Jackson. And I'm very much looking forward to his forward to his final movie, Cocaine Bear, filmed just before his death last May. Well, better that than Ray's starring role in an Ed Sheeran video...

Lots of rappers who always wanted to be gangsters have mentioned Ray Liotta in their lyrics, but we'll skip those guys, 'cos they're just a Neighborhood Full Of Nobodies. Still, it's not just rappers...

The crew and I will hang on the steps
Outside a chippy shop in Oldham
I'd make mistakes; they'd clean up the mess
We'll play Texas hold-em and talk about religion

I wanna be Ray Liotta
And live another day in the mafia

BC Camplight - I Want To Be In The Mafia

Here's what else will be playing on the jukebox in tribute to Ray, starting with this jazzy little number from Martin Sexton...

We meet at 3pm by the ATM on Saturday
You pick out the show
Then it's off we go to the matinee
You'll be who you want
I'll be who you want
I'll be your Ray Liotta
It's my lucky day

Martin Sexton - Diggin' Me

Followed by the inevitable titular name-checks...

Lomepal - Ray Liotta

French rappers sound so much more sophisticated, don't they?

Well, more sophisticated than German rappers anyway...

LX & Maxwell - Ray Liotta

As to music with guitars, I can offer you this...

King Of Summer - Ray Liotta

Nuch better is this, from a band who featured in Namesakes not so long ago... although they didn't go down particularly well. Perhaps this one will persuade you...



Monday, 13 June 2022

Cover Me Monday #18: Swelligant


Chances are you've heard this one before, but maybe not for a long time. I stuck it on one of Sam's CDs the other week and I've enjoyed getting to know it again. Originally recorded for the Red Hot + Blue compilation back in 1990, a charity record for AIDS research featuring artists of the day covering Cole Porter standards. It's since been included on Greatest Hits collections for both Debbie (or Deborah as she was calling herself at the time) and Iggy (or "Jim" as she amusingly refers to him in this song... I'm sure I don't need to tell you that Iggy's real name is James Newell Osterberg Jr.... which is about as far from Iggy as you can get).

The track was originally sung by Bing Crosby and Frank Sinatra in the movie High Society. I love their version too, and I'm not about to choose between them. They're both swelligant and elegant and so good for the brain.

This Alex Cox-directed video features both versions...



Friday, 11 March 2022

Not That One Friday #5: My Way


And now, the end is near, and so I face the final curtain...

My Way is such a famous song, it's hard to believe that the Beatles were on the verge of breaking up when Frank first recorded it. It feels like it must have been around well before 1969. But the French song, "Comme d'habitude", it was based on was only written two years earlier. The lyrics to that are very different from the ones Paul Anka wrote for Frank though... after old blue eyes told Paul he was quitting the music business because he was sick of it. Talk about a comeback...


Frank apparently came to hate My Way though, and Leonard Cohen only liked Sid Vicious's version. Call me a traditionalist, but I still think Frank's take is unbeatable... although I do have a fondness for Shane MacGowan's version. Not to mention Elvis and Willie. Each one can bring a tear to my eye, if the wind's blowing in the right direction. However, they all follow the same Frank's template... unlike Maxine Weldon, who really took it her own way in 1975...



There are a few songs called My Way in my collection that have nothing to do with the infamous karaoke staple. They were all written long after, and all suffer in comparison...




Except this.

Eddie Cochran had been dead almost a decade when Frank first faced his own final curtain. So Eddie had nothing to live up to when he recorded this little beauty in the late 50s...


For the record, Dr Feelgood do a pretty good cover of that My Way too.


Sunday, 6 March 2022

Snapshots #230: A Top Ten "All The Way..." Songs


It's Sunday. Let's Carrey on with the answers to yesterday's Snapshots.

Ten songs that go All The Way...


10. Modestly morphing into someone else.

"Modestly morphing" was an anagram.

The Mighty Lemon Drops - All The Way

9. Questionnaire may contain the answers too. 

Questionnaire may contain the answers too. 

REM - All The Way To Reno (You're Gonna Be A Star)

8. When Homer mixes his drinks, he uses this to the measure the shots.

Simpson stirs a gill (measure of drinks).

Sturgill Simpson - Turtles All The Way Down

7. The King's wives.

The King only had one wife...

The Priscillas - (All The Way To) Holloway

6. Rippling berets.

Raspberry ripples on Raspberry berets.

The Raspberries - Go All The Way

5. I am Jordana Grant.

Anagram!

Joan Armatrading - All The Way From America

4. Graceful antelopes.

The Impalas - Sorry (I Ran All The Way Home)

3. Mulder & Rocky.

Fox Mulder & Sly Stallone.

Sly Fox - Let's Go All The Way

2. Formerly The Doc Thomas Group.

Then they changed their name to...

Mott The Hoople - All The Way From Memphis

1. Give him just a little more time.

The Chairmen of the Board sang Give Me Just A Little More Time.

The Chairman of the Board was...

Frank Sinatra - All The Way

Possibly my all time favourite Frank tune. His voice has never sounded better.

More next week. And in case I don't see you: good afternoon, good evening and good night! 

Thursday, 16 December 2021

My Top Twenty-One of 2021: #11


That an album of Willie Nelson singing Frank Sinatra covers (and not even the first time he's done that!) should feature so highly in my year end countdown speaks volumes about where I am right now, and how the world has treated us all.

Alyson talks of nostalgia in her latest post, defining it as:

“the pleasure and sadness that is caused by remembering something from the past and wishing that you could experience it again.”

I'm sure we've all taken refuge in a little nostalgia this year, and that may well explain why I ended up playing and streaming this album so much. The music of Frank Sinatra reminds me of both my childhood (he was always my dad's favourite) and my 20s (when I went through a big Sinatra phase around the time of his duets albums). I came to Willie much later in life, but his croaky old voice has become a great comfort in these dark times. 

Whatever gets you through the night, it's all right.


Wednesday, 6 October 2021

Mid-Life Crisis Songs #69: Platinum


Today is my Mum and Dad's 70th Wedding Anniversary. I imagine they'll spend it bickering in much the same way as they've spent the past seven decades.

They were married before the first UK singles chart was even released (that came a year later), and were of the generation before pop music. My dad never got much further than Glenn Miller and Frank Sinatra, but my mum did develop a soft spot for Elvis. Well, she cried the day he died.

What do you buy to celebrate 70 years of marriage? The best I could come up with was flowers. They're hoping for another telegram from the Queen, to match the one that arrived for their Diamond Wedding.

When I was a kid, my dad was made redundant, which put a lot of pressure on our family and led to quite a few heated arguments at home. This upset me quite a lot, and I remember my dad saw this one day while we were out in the field, moving the cows. He asked me what was wrong and I told him I was worried he and mum would get divorced.

I'll never forget what he said to me that day: how on the day he married my mum, he made a promise to her father to look after her for the rest of her life. My granddad had long since passed away - I never even knew him - but that promise was one my dad would never break. 

 Happy anniversary, mum and dad. I love you both very much.



Wednesday, 27 January 2021

Mid-Life Crisis Songs #56: Stretchy Pants

 

I got some new jeans the other day. I don't buy clothes until the old ones have fallen apart, but the last time I bought jeans, I finally gave in and went up a size. There's no going back from that, is there? Not in the current climate, anyway.

But the latest jeans are even worse. Not only are they a size up, but they have an elasticated waist. Now Louise claims this is quite normal, that jeans these days often come with a certain amount of stretchiness to give them more flexibility in the joints, and I have no real objection to that since I hate when jeans tear at the knees. The last thing I want is to look trendy. And sure enough, when I checked, they're 1% elastene.

(I struggled to read the small print on the label, but I'm blaming it on the light. My ears are long gone, I need to cling onto my eyesight for a little while longer yet.)

Still, a stretchy waistline seems like opening the dam gates... 


Willie Nelson releases his 71st studio album in a few weeks time (well, he's only 87), and it's a collection of Frank Sinatra covers. If they're all as good as this, then we're in for a treat...


Sunday, 22 December 2019

Seasonal Snapshots III - The Answers


IT'S ANSWERS!!!

Thanks for keeping this nonsense going all this year. It's been a useful distraction from the real world for me...


25. Used by Native American cultures in sacred ceremonies: Scottish trolley for people with weak leg joints.


Mc - cart - knee.

Not bloody Step Into Christmas, you will surely be glad to know.

Paul McCartney - Pipes Of Peace

24. Two articles on better breathing for fish. Not Buddy's ...the day.


The & a are two articles. I am reusing a few old clues this week, with no apologies.

Fish might breathe better if they had more gills.

Buddy Holly sand That'll Be The Day.

Thea Gilmore - That'll Be Christmas

23. T-mas left after dire traffic jam.


If Chris leaves Christmas, you're left with tmas.

Dire... erm... well, not Straits. (Yes, I know that's not how you spell "diarrhoea").

Chris Rea - Driving Home For Christmas

22. What Santa needs... a double homicide.


Double homicide: Slay & The Killers.

Santa needs a great big sleigh.

The Killers - A Great Big Sleigh

21. OHHHHHHH! Wrapping.


The Big O.

Roy Orbison - Pretty Paper

20. Predictions of misery from your flat screen TV & stereo.


LCD Sound System - Christmas Will Break Your Heart

19. Remain in that postcode for at least 24 more hours.


East 17 - Stay Another Day

This is a good song. But they look extremely silly, both in the picture above and in the video.

18. Move over... Jesus was one too.


Move over, darling.

Jesus was a carpenter.

The Carpenters - Merry Christmas, Darling

17. Common sense list for America or Jack?


Captain America... or Captain Jack? (Billy Joel, not Johnny Depp.)

That sounds sensible.

Captain Sensible - One Christmas Catalogue

16. Gargled harem hopes to last to the end of the month.


"Gargled harem" was an anagram.

Merle Haggard - If We Make It Through December

15. A short, painful New Year for Shaky... and what came before that wasn't the best either.


Suffering, shortened, becomes Suf. January, shortened, becomes Jan.

Shaking Stevens.

Sufjan Stevens - That Was The Worst Christmas Ever

14. Get... Clemons! No chimney, obviously.


Get Carter!

Clarence Clemons.

If there was no chimney, Santa would have to use the back door.

Clarence Carter - Back Door Santa

13. Da do ones kill Andy Bell.


Da do ron ron... slays Ride.

The Ronettes - Sleigh Ride

12. The story of snow in Chelmsford or Saffron Walden.


They're in Essex.

David Essex - A Winter's Tale

11. Kids hanging around a barber's shop on the zebra crossing.


Outside an American barber's shop, there used to be a candy cane pole.

Zebra crossings have white stripes. I've probably used that before. but it worked again here.

The White Stripes - Candy Cane Children

10. The opposite of a Silent Night... with added bloodshed.


The opposite of a Silent Night...? A loud one!

Loudon Wainwright III - I'll Be Killing You This Christmas

9. My average sucks... and I always get miserable around now.


"My average sucks" is an anagram.

Kacey Musgraves - Christmas Makes Me Cry

8. Dinosaur punch goes straight to your head.


A bop to the head?

T-Rexmas!

T-Rex - Christmas Bop

7. Small Buddy Hollies jingle.


Buddy sang Rave On...

The Raveonettes - Christmas Song

6. Don't forget snarly rhinos!


Longtime readers will remember that I've used the "snarly rhinos" anagram before.

Harry Nilsson - Remember (Christmas)

5. "Two weeks off work." That's amazing!


A wonder is amazing.

"Two weeks off work." That's what Christmas means to me!

Stevie Wonder - What Christmas Means To Me

4. American sums found in delivery ward.

American sums are Maths.

So... Math is (in the room) when a child is born.

Johnny Mathis - When A Child Is Born

3. I'm not even going to write a clue for this one. Everything you need is in the picture.


Eels - Christmas Is Going To The Dogs

2. Home of Kemp, King and Scorsese... on the road, darling.


Martin Kemp, Martin Luther King and Martin Scorcese would live in a house...martins.

Caravans are homes that go on the road, love.

The Housemartins - Caravan of Love

1.  My way to wish you all yuletide greetings.


At last, the end is near...



Have yourselves a merry little Christmas!



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