Tag: overkill

Over It

I love Christmas music, don’t get me wrong. But I don’t love it enough to listen to the 24/7 Christmas music radio station for eight hours at work on December 3. And I really, really don’t want to listen to the 24/7 Christmas music radio station that plays seven different versions of “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas” during those eight hours.

Don’t misread; I love “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas” as much as the next person who loves really depressing Christmas songs. Actually, I probably love it even more because it was written for Meet Me in St. Louis (which is one of my all-time favorite movies) and I have a very strong association between the song and the film (and the super depressing scene when Judy Garland sings the song). But I really didn’t need to hear it seven times today. (Or any day, really. My job is soul-sucking enough as it is, I don’t need the addition of Christmas songs to slit my wrists to.)

“Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas” wasn’t the only song I heard more than once, but it certainly had the most repetitions. I heard three versions of “Last Christmas” (but not the Jimmy Eat World version, boo!) and two each of “O Holy Night” and “White Christmas.” And I like all of those songs, but c’mon people; the Christmas season is a marathon, not a sprint. I think there’s a very good chance that I will be Christmas music’d out by Friday. Luckily I have my tradition of listening to Chiodos’ Bone Palace Ballet while wrapping Christmas presents to balance things out. (You think I’m joking. I’m not joking. I’ve done it every year since 2008.)

Until tomorrow.