Today’s song and post will remain lighthearted. And, mercifully for both readers and writer, brief.
December 6 is the feast of Saint Nicholas, patron of snow, red velvet suits, wooden shoes, plastic candy canes stuffed with Hershey Kisses, obesity, and beards. At least as far as this blog is concerned.
As my family and friends will attest, I am NOT a fan of The Beach Boys, or as self-hating-American snobs like me call them, Les Garcons de la Plage. They are responsible for one of my least favorite Christmas songs ever (“Santa’s Beard”), as well as a few of my other despised records outside the holiday genre.
But I do like “The Little Saint Nick.” It’s bouncy, creative, well arranged and sung, and has one of the best lines of all songs ever:
“He don’t miss no one.”
Enjoy this song and celebrate and honor the precursor of Santa, the holiday symbol of all things fun and good.
And for two minutes, be a kid again.