Have you ever noticed that Vodka is one of the most annoying drinks out there?\u00a0 It is possible, with Vodka, to have consumed both too much Vodka and not nearly enough Vodka, at the same time.\u00a0 Irritating.<\/p>\n
But this isn’t about that.\u00a0 This is an advent countdown of Christmas and other miscellaneous holiday songs that really make me throw up in my mouth a little, that nasty scratchy taste in your throat when you hear them – you know the kind I mean.\u00a0 Those.\u00a0 And I know there will be people commenting “BUMD, you know the Advent really starts on the 4th Sunday before Christmas, so you’re missing the first few days – don’t you remember your Cataclysm?”\u00a0 These are the same killjoys who insisted that “you know the Millenium is really next year” on 31 December 1999, while the rest of us were partying like it was, well, you know.\u00a0 So I’m missing a few days.\u00a0 My kids’ advent calendars, the kind with the shitty chocolate?\u00a0 They agree with me.\u00a0 Take it up with Target, I’m blogging over here.<\/p>\n
The first song, which I suppose is really the 25th song, I’ve mentioned during other holiday seasons – SOBUMD and I refer to it as The Holiday Date Rape Song, Frank Loesser’s 1936 classic “Baby It’s Cold Outside.”\u00a0 Don’t get me wrong, sure, Loesser was a musical genius.\u00a0 At the time, he was a lyrical genius as well.\u00a0\u00a0 Seventy five years later, a lot of Loesser’s lyrics not only don’t stand the test of time, but in fact would get him thrown out of the more PC houses.\u00a0\u00a0 He marked the duet parts as “mouse” and “wolf” on the printed score; while I’m all in favor of Hey Hey, you’re not allowed to spike their drinks anymore, fellas.\u00a0 Besides, sometimes it’s a bad idea – I re-wrote some updated lyrics<\/a> a while ago.<\/p>\n In fairness, we’ll end with the Margaret Whiting \/Johnny Mercer version, which might have been socially acceptable in 1949 when it came out.<\/p>\n