Yes, it’s that time of year. That time of year that seems to slide forward by at least a week every year. There are radio stations playing Christmas Music. Right Now.
Is it me, or does this get earlier and earlier every damn year? WHY!
See, I have a theory. All those middle aged women that wear Christmas Sweaters year round, and are generally referred to as The Crazy Lady With The Cats, and who may or may not actually be having a pen pal relationship with the serial killer over in Mecklenburg (”I just KNOW in my HEART that you did not kill those 33 people, Jethro Ray Smithson.”) need the Christmas Format as soon as humanly possible. That way, they look a little less like anomalies, idiots, and more importantly, really unbalanced lonely people. Mannheim Steamroller isn’t a reminder of the season, it’s self-medication.
I mean, they’d gladly take another antidepressant, but ever since the doctor felt them up in order to get around that whole Doctor Shopping thing…it’s been a little sticky.
So in return for this, your mothers turn on The Christmas Station some time around Halloween. I consider it a good Christmas season if I manage to get through the whole year without having to hear the Song Of Satan Himself once. Do you know the Sweet Christmas Song of The Horned One? YES YOU DO. “Grandma…” I DON’T EVEN HAVE TO FINISH THE LINE. IT’S IN YOUR HEAD NOW, EATING AT YOUR CORTEX LIKE ONE OF KHAN’S WORMS.
I swear I’m going to jam a Dremel Tool in my earhole this year.
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