If you know me at all (and after nearly 3000 posts over seven years you fucking well should do by now) then you will know that I am not one to post novelty seasonal music.  In fact, the one benefit of the approach of Christmas is that, a little like during SXSW and CMJ, a quick scan of the subject line in the avalanche of emails I have to wade through every day tells me that a splendidly high number contain Christmas music and can thus be happily deleted without so much as the burden of having to read them.

Not that I don’t enjoy sifting through new music, but I hate my inbox, mostly because it fills me with guilt.

I also get a little irritated with bloggers who seem to forgo any desire to contribute to the world around these times and just slap up any old novelty song which may or may not have some sort of tangential relevance to the event at hand.  St. Patrick’s Day is bad for this too.  And as much as I love In the New Year by The Walkmen, if I post it in the first week of January please just fucking punch me in the face.

This, however, is a little different.  Mostly, because it’s awesome fun, but also because it is verging on the sacrilegious and would probably make the little baby Jebus cry.

When the kindergarten arm of Christianity pisses and moans about the War on Christmas they always seem to focus on the wrong targets.  Surely the biggest offence to the true meaning of Christmas is not whether or not someone wishes you Happy Holidays, Happy Christmas or Happy Hannukah (Happy Kwanzaa is a fucking offence against human dignity though, I’ll give you that), rather the rampant and voracious consumerism we are all harangued into at this time of the year.  And, of course, Away in a Manger by Louis Barabbas & the Bedlam Six. This song should in fact be the marching song of the secular battalions in the War on Christmas from now on.  Someone make it so!