So this is Christmas. Ding dong go the clanging chimes of doom and all is merry and bright, something something. All the signs are pointing to the end of the year, what with it being, actually, the end of the year and, ergo, almost bloody Christmas. Try as I might, I just can’t seem to catch the vibe to get in the mood. As always – there’s music for that.
Christmas music is like Viagra. A seasonal aid, if you will, to get you prepared and ready for action. Like Viagra it is entirely, awkwardly
