Why I Hate Christmas Music (And 5 Reasons I Listen Anyways)

I swear I’m not a humbug. The day after Thanksgiving our tree goes up, the lights come out, and I dive head-first into the Christmas season. But there’s always one thing I dread: Christmas music. And while I might not like it—even hate it sometimes—it turns out the season just wouldn’t be the same without it. . . 

Christmastime Again

Every year the scene is the same. Rather than door busting, on the morning of Black Friday, I get up and assess just how hungover I am from the previous night’s Thanksgiving revelries. If the lingering effects are minimal, I throw together a leftovers frittata, and if they’re severe, Brian and I substitute pie for breakfast.

And there’s coffee. Lots of coffee.

Regardless, at some point during the meal we look at each other in silent acknowledgement.

It’s time to head to the basement. Christmastime has come around again.

We descend three flights and then—sweating and grunting lightly under our breath—ascend again with all the makings of our own winter wonderland; the tree comes up first, in its box that’s just a little too long to comfortably navigate through the stairwell, then the bins of ornaments, then his Gram Schindlbeck’s ceramic music-box tree.

Somewhere in there we retrieve the penguin I ordered from Pier One—you know, the one from that iconic commercial with its foot smooshed in a cupcake.

We spread everything out on the living room floor and get ready to assemble the tree. That’s when Brian looks at me and smiles, softly.

“It’s time, don’t you think?” he asks.

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I grimace as he starts setting out the pine-scented candles. “Shouldn’t we wait just a little longer?”

Even as he shakes his head, I know he’s right. None of this feels right without the soundtrack. So I click on the television and navigate to the Holiday Classics radio station—I just can’t stand the idea of Holiday Hits yet, it’s way too early for Mariah Carrey—and close my eyes as I press play.

Ertha Kit. Santa Baby. I groan inwardly. I hate Christmas music; a one-way ticket to hokey-town. And it’s all so recycled, right? It’s a handful of songs that everyone does—has done—for the last half-century.

This is my reality now. And not just at home. It’s going to be everywhere I go until December 26th, so I’d better get used to it. I do my best to put my brave face on as we reshape the branches of our skinny little tree, and I start wrapping the white lights from the top to the bottom.

And yet somehow, without fail, as I approach the end of the final strand of lights I realize: I’m going to spend the next month perpetually annoyed by the proliferation of crummy holiday music.

But I really couldn’t do without it.

It Makes the Season Bright

If nothing else, the majority of Christmas music is cheery. It might be hokey, sure, but all that lighthearted nonsense goes a long way to brightening up the darkest time of year. Somehow, if only for a moment, hearing Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer makes it alright that it gets dark at 4pm.

Also, all that talk about snow! I love snow more than pretty much anything, and since it rarely snows in Eastern Massachusetts before January—hell, February anymore—songs like Let it Snow give me a glimmer of hope that, yeah, it could happen at any time.

Oh, Sweet Nostalgia

Christmas seems to be the one time of year when it’s acceptable to be unapologetically nostalgic. But gazing wistfully at favorite ornaments and looking at pictures of Christmases past only gets me so far.

Put on Amy Grant’s Christmas album from the 90s? I’m nine years old again, and anything is possible. The world is full of wonder, and love, and hope, and I just know one of those beautifully wrapped boxes under the tree contains that Super Nintendo game I’ve been pining for.

That’s the kind of siren song I’m more than happy to drown in.

Time Slows Down

I once heard this theory about why time moves faster the older we get. The idea is that units of time are constantly smaller in proportion to how long we’ve been alive.

When we’re ten years old, three months of summer vacation is 2.5 percent of the entire time we’ve been alive. And it feels like forever. When we’re 30, an entire year is only 3.3 percent of our lives, so three months is almost nothing in comparison.

And a single month? Just over a quarter percent of our lives. It goes by in a blur.

Though I hate to admit it, Christmas music helps me slow down and extend the season. It’s a constant reminder to live in the moment, because before I know it, it’s going to be January. Everything is going to be dark and grey, and it still probably won’t snow.

Magic in the Little Moments

Speaking of being unapologetic, I’m a romantic at heart. I somehow started this tradition which only seems acceptable to both of us because of the holiday. On one unexpectedly quiet night every December, we turn the lights in the kitchen down low, and I make Brian slow dance with me to most of the tracks from Céline Dion’s These Are Special Times.

It’s absolutely ridiculous.

It’s my favorite night of the whole season.

Christmas is full of potential magic in little moments like this. Unfortunately, it’s a lot harder to find and/or embrace them without a soundtrack.

It’s All About The Feels

In the end, Christmas music functions much the same as different genres experienced at other times of year. It’s just—more focused. The best music captures our imagination, encapsulates our memories and emotions, and serves them up to us on playback.

We’ve all got that one breakup song that can still make us cry, years later. Everyone has a summertime anthem that reminds us of that amazing, disastrous cross country road trip when we were so happy, and we had no cares.

But the very nature of Christmas music—that it’s concentrated, reserved for a short four weeks a year—makes it the best capsule for both memory and emotion.

And there are some songs that we’ve been hearing every December of our entire lives. How many experiences can you associate with Silver Bells, or Sleigh Ride? Their capacity is endless.

So if I plopped in some earplugs and managed to deafen myself for the entire month, I just don’t think I’d feel Christmas the way I want to.

In the end, I suppose I just need to get over it.

I’m going to roll my eyes every time I hear a new version of Happy Christmas, but if you watch carefully, you might just catch me humming along in spite of myself.

Maybe—and this is a secret, so don’t tell anyone—maybe I don’t hate it so much after all. . .

What do you think? Do you love Christmas music, or hate it? What is your favorite holiday song, and which one just absolutely raises your hackles? For extra credit, who do you predict will be the next pop artist to release a terrible rendition of ‘Happy Christmas?’ Let me know in the comments below.

Thanks as always for reading,

Gregory

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updownflight - November 28, 2017

I just wish stores wouldn’t start playing Christmas music so early. Even before Thanksgiving some of it can be heard. Unlike many others, I don’t get into the Christmas spirit until maybe December 23rd. Then I decorate, we put up the tree and start listening to Christmas music.

My husband is a Czech so listens to some singers based in his original country. I just can’t stand this singer Karl Gott (even though his last name means God and would seem relevant to Christmas). He’s just cheesy! But hubby had about 3 Christmas albums of him. He also plays a lot of Barbra Streisand Christmas music. She has a great voice, but isn’t even a Christian, but I guess that doesn’t really matter in this day and age. I do like her albums better than Karl Gotts.

My favorite Christmas music is the more classical choral stuff. I sometimes like when the boy choirs sing. Some Czech choral music for Christmas is actually quite lovely. As for American Christmas music, I like the old traditionals the best, like “Good King Wenceslas” (actually a Bohemian king), “We Three Kings”, “The Little Drummer Boy”. I also like “Let it Snow”, “I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas”, and types like that.

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    Gregory Josephs - November 28, 2017

    First of all, I’m so glad you’re back! And hopefully feeling much better!

    December 23rd is definitely too late for me, but I know you’re not alone in that. Lots of people wait, and that’s a neat tradition.

    I might have mentioned to you before that my family is Czech. I’m only 1/4, but my grandmother is full-blooded. As such ‘Good King Wenceslas’ has always been one of my favorites.

    I’m going to have to check out Karl Gott. . .

    Good luck dealing with the early onslaught of Christmas in the stores. Thanks as always for your lovely comments.

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Jacob - November 28, 2017

Ha! I’m more or less the same. I get a bit irritated if I hear Christmas songs before 1st December (I’d hate to work in retail – shops are playing them non-stop even before Halloween) but I eventually embrace them – well, most of them 😉 Sleigh Ride and Winter Wonderland are classics, full of that coat-and-gloves warmth that makes the season so special. A Spaceman Came Travelling is another I quite like.

(Pretty kitty, by the way!)

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    Gregory Josephs - November 28, 2017

    Before Halloween! That’s terrible! Ha! I guess here in the US we at least have Thanksgiving as sort of a hard line that Christmas music typically doesn’t cross. . .

    Truthfully, I’ve never heard ‘A Spaceman Came Traveling.’ I’ll have to check it out.

    And thanks re: the kitty. That’s Prince Luca, and two seconds after that shot, he started gnawing on the tree, as is his custom. . .

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      Jacob - November 28, 2017

      Yeah, I did wonder if I was hearing things!

      Haha – what are they like. Not to give Prince Luca any ideas, but I think a few of our family cats decided they wanted to scale the Christmas tree. You can imagine the results!

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        Gregory Josephs - November 29, 2017

        Unfortunately I don’t have to imagine—a few years ago he made it about halfway up before we carefully extracted him!

        Oh cats. . .

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Jennifer - November 28, 2017

I have that CD. I decorate to Michael Buble. My Mom worked in an office where one of the women would play the Alvin and the Chipmunks song…she hated it. My friend found a video on YouTube for “Grandma got run over by a reindeer”

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    Gregory Josephs - November 28, 2017

    Gah! The Chipmunks song gives me hives! 😉 It’s the way they sing the word ‘hula hoop’ most of all. . . I shudder just thinking about it!!!!

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    Donna Daitchman - November 29, 2017

    I have to check that video out 🙂

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itsmyhusbandandme - December 1, 2017

Hate it. When I was younger mother continually played All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth. I have no idea because we both had front teeth. Every time I hear it it reminds me of her and a bottle of Gin. As you can see I’ve been scarred for life.
JP

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    Gregory Josephs - December 1, 2017

    Oh! That two front teeth song is even worse than the Chipmunks Song. . . Sorry you had to deal with that. Just stay strong. . . It’ll be January in no time!

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