![]() ![]() ![]() The only decent number on rotation this month has been the impeccable Eartha Kitt’s Santa Baby. It’s the worst rendition of O Little Town of Bethlehem I’ve ever heard (Elvis, in his depressed period) and songs by second-tier lounge singers that turn on the leery delivery of the phrase “old Saint Nick”. It’s Frank Sinatra groaning out Silent Night at half speed and having what sounds like a very low moment during the line “holy infant”. It’s Perry Como doing (There’s No Place Like) Home for the Holidays (music to die to). If British festive music is stuck in 1984, then, ignoring Mariah Carey, as one generally must, the American equivalent hasn’t budged since 1953.
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