Noël

Dropkick Murphys

The season's upon us, it's that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer
There's lights on the trees
And there's wreaths to be hung
There's mischief and mayhem
And songs to be sung

There's bells and there's holly, the kids are gung-ho
True love finds a kiss beneath fresh mistletoe
Some families are messed up while others are fine
If you think yours is crazy
Well you should see mine

My sisters are whack-jobs, I wish I had none
Their husbands are losers and so are their sons
My nephew's a horrible, wise little twit
He once gave me a gift wrapped box full of shit

He likes to pelt carolers with icy snow balls
I'd like to take him out back
And deck more than the halls
With family like this, I would have to confess
I'd be better off lonely, distraught and depressed

The season's upon us, it's that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer
There's lights on the trees
And there's wreaths to be hung
There's mischief and mayhem and songs to be sung
They call this Christmas where I'm from

My mom likes to cook, push our buttons and prod
My brother just brought home another big broad
The eyes roll and whispers come loud

From the kitchen I'd come home more often
If they'd only quit bitching

Dad, on the other hand's a selfish old sod
Drinks whiskey alone with my miserable dog
Who won't run or fetch, yeah, he couldn't care less
He defiled my teddy bear and left me the mess

The season's upon us, it's that time of year
Brandy and eggnog, there's plenty of cheer
There's lights on the trees
And there's wreaths to be hung
There's mischief and mayhem and songs to be sung
They call this Christmas where I'm from

The table's set, we raise a toast
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
I'm so glad this day only comes once a year
You can keep your opinions, your presents, your “Happy New Year”
They call this Christmas where I'm from
They call this Christmas where I'm from

the bombs are dropping, with "greed" with its sidekick "ruthlessness" ruling the day... the passion for peace and love and giving is all we have to sustain our humanity; that "little light", as it were... i wish you moments of genuine peace, my dear friend carlos... 

Manna from heaven. A picture from you always feels like that. another year in the book, my friend. I'm so glad you're still posting your wonderful photos, though perhaps not quite as frequently as in the past. Have a Merry Christmas and see you again in the New Year. All the best, Jack

Beautiful. A joyful season to you.   This is like Christmases past for me. Church on Sunday, walking through the snow to school, the anticipation, memories of my parents, bringing in the tree full of snow, a time  when all was right in the world.  I shed a tear :) thanks Carlos.

Carlos - have a great Holiday season and best wishes for the New Year.

Thanks for your thoughtful, (and often funny) comments this past year.

 

Peace to you and yours,

David

Bless the Dropkick Murphys  but I'd rather have Gordon Lightfoot's Song for A Winters Night.

 Sorry I don't know how to add a link..

 

This is a good place to adress you my season wishes and all best for the new year 2016. Your comments have been welcome support, so thank you. Kind regards Markku. 

Contessa Pallotta, Jack, Marie, David, Markku... right back at you with all the love my friends!

and Marie, you can always count on Gordon to sooth the heart --- a master balladeer.  But cynical old men may best relate to Dropkick’ flip side of saccharine Christmas, the true edge of rage that resonates beneath, but i totally see how a sensitive soul buys into Gord's version of things. I buy into both versions actually, but who can resist…

There's bells and there's holly, the kids are gung-ho
True love finds a kiss beneath fresh mistletoe
Some families are messed up while others are fine
If you think yours is crazy
Well you should see mine

My sisters are whack-jobs, I wish I had none
Their husbands are losers and so are their sons
My nephew's a horrible, wise little twit
He once gave me a gift wrapped box full of shit

He likes to pelt carolers with icy snow balls
I'd like to take him out back
And deck more than the halls
With family like this, I would have to confess
I'd be better off lonely, distraught and depressed

Dear Carlos,

I may be late to the party but I must still tell you how I enjoy looking at your images. 

This one pulls a troubled chord that keeps me aware of a strange need for a strong belief... And I am not sure what I am after...

I wish you a better year with your beautifully growing family!