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I finished work for Christmas today, Christmas Eve. This does not give me a lot of time to relax into a holiday mood, so aids are required to assist to this end. Fortunately, there between my office and the train station there are plentiful hit-and-run seasonal shops, packed with chreap and cheerful stolen goods. In this way, I procured The Chipmunks: 'Greatest Christmas hits', Kenny G: 'Miracles (The holiday album)', and last but not least, David Hasselhoff: 'The night before Christmas'.
Sadly I cannot provide these for download, as the Grinch stole my bandwidth.

It is the night before Christmas, and what better way to spend it than with David Hassellhoff? He seems to have signed the cover "Paul Adams", which is confusing.
The album begins with small children, who transpire to be David's children, discussing whether Father Christmas is going to visit them. They conclude that he will come, but only if they sing 'Twinkle twinkle little star'. Badly. (They all begin signing the song in unison, without any previous discussion of what song to sing. One can only presume this is a regular occurance in the Hasselhoff household.) This alerts David that they are still awake, and he quite rightly chastises them. They ask him to sing for them. He agrees, then, again confusingly, he proceeds to recite verse. He does this for six minutes. After three minutes, stilted musical accompaniment begins. After four minutes, David gets the names of the reindeer wrong.
David's children: 'Twinkle twinkle little star' (.mp3, 357kb)
David Hasselhoff: reindeer mistake (.mp3, 357kb)
Kenny G is appauling. He is so bland that I cannot find anything of sufficient note in his music to write about. However, it is the season of goodwill so I will persevere to say something nice: he gets suprisingly close to playing a tune in 'Silver bells'. Near to the end of the song, as one suspects that it is going to end, he professionally and excitingly reprises the hook for a final time. The out of place honky tonk piano accompaniment raises if from the realm of the hotel lift, and into that of the hotel lounge bar, where it is the perfect soundtrack to unmarried businessmen drunkenly questioning of their whisky what happenned to their life.
I rate this musical advocat 3 out of 5 tasteless sets of baubles:



