Early December and I’m already deep in “bah humbug” mode. I really hate Christmas. I can’t understand how some many people who don’t follow a religion can get so excited about one of that religion’s festivals. And I also don’t understand why people who do follow that religion get so excited as it’s obvious that most of the legends surrounding the date were stolen from far older religions.
One of the things I hate most about it is Christmas songs. It’s a real trial for me to go shopping in December when every shop you go into will be playing “Merry Christmas Everyone” or “Santa Claus is Coming to Town”.
There are, however, two songs that make me put aside my cynicism briefly and almost embrace the Christmas mood. They are Steeleye Span’s “Gaudete” and (embarassingly) Greg Lake’s “I Believe In Father Christmas”.
Actually, there’s also a third – Lindisfarne’s “Winter Song”, but you’ll never hear that being played in a shop on Oxford St.