
It’s my only chance all year to run this, so naturally I thought I would share it with you because . . .you know, that’s what Past Daily does – share things – sometimes even new things.
It’s Christmas And I’m Crying came out in 2023. It’s destined to become a Christmas classic by Du Blonde.
NME was (I think) the first to post this song on their website – here’s what they had to say:
Sharing the song on their X/Twitter page, Du Blonde wrote: “I wrote a Christmas song! ‘It’s Christmas and I’m Crying’. A chrimbo bop for everyone who’s ever wanted to tear their hair out when the family come to visit.”
The darkly comic song tells the story of a nightmarish Christmas period for someone who fails to find the festive charm. “It’s Christmas and we’re all lying / To make up the chasm between us,” they sing. “It’s five o’clock, the turkey’s burnt / That lucky incinerated bird”.
Du Blonde has released four studio albums to date, including the 2012 debut under their real name Beth Jeans Houghton.
The most recent full-length record was 2021’s ‘Homecoming’. In a four-star review, NME said: “It’s a record laced with a sardonic sense of humour…and one whose author seems to revel in the joyful anarchy of not quite fitting in. “Didn’t think I’d be 30, broke and happy,” they grin on the freewheeling ‘Ducky Daffy’, summing up this explosively optimistic album in one balloon drop of a line.”
So count yourself among the first (at least in the States) to hear this brilliant, totally insane, completely honest song about this potentially most explosive of all family holidays. Bets are on this will become a holiday regular. Grab it on Bandcamp and play it full blast.
And you can sing-along too (thank you Genius.com and roylan):
It’s Christmas and I’m laying low
I’ve got a couch where I can go
I’m feeling like an absolute balloon
(An absolute balloon)
I ate my weight in humble pie
And made my second uncle cry
Cause I told him they never reached the moon
(They never reached the moon)
And is it true that grandad met a waitress
On holiday in Tenerife in 1943
Does that make me the second cousin
Twice removed from someone who
Might have something in common with me?
It’s Christmas and I’m crying (I’m crying)
I’ve never felt so much like giving up (I’ve never felt like giving up)
It’s Christmas and we’re all lying (Lying)
To make up for the chasm between us
It’s five o’clock, the turkey’s burned
That lucky incinerated bird
I sneak out of the room for mac and cheese
The arguments, they’ve started now
The left, the right, the upside down
We’ll take each other out
Till there’s no one left to please
I drove three hundred miles just to be here
I climbed back in the closet for the weekend for your benefit
I’ve never met this man in my whole life but I’m expected to
Tell him why I don’t have children
The party’s on, the claws are out
Who gave the sherry to the kids?
Who’s got the number for the doctor
Why’s it always end like this?
Your brother’s on the floor
Feeding turkey to the VCR
Why’d you take off the tags?
Now I can’t return this left hand guitar
The parties on, the claws are out
Who gave the sherry to the kids?
Who’s got the number for the doctor
Why’s it always end like this?
I tried my best to make it through the evening
Boxing Day is just around the bend
But if one more cousin has something
To say about my failed career
I’ll leave something for them in their bed
It’s Christmas and we’re all heaving (Heaving)
The toilet bowl’s not big enough for this (Big enough for this)
It’s Christmas, when are you leaving? (Leaving)
Three hundred and sixty five days of bliss
It’s Christmas and I’m praying
Next year I’ll have a reason not to come
It’s Christmas, that’s all I’m saying
We brought the pain and traded in the fun
The party’s on, the claws are out
Who gave the sherry to the kids?
Who’s got the number for the doctor
Why’s it always end like this?
Your brother’s on the floor
Feeding turkey to the VCR
Why’d you take off the tags?
Now I can’t return this left hand guitar
The parties on, the claws are out
Who gave the sherry to the kids?
Who’s got the number for the doctor
Why’s it always end like this?
Crank this one up and play it on Thursday when the family arrives.
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