A little while ago, Holly and I were driving and we caught most of Michael Ballam’s program on Classical 89. We were hearing “I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas.” He was asking why do we love this so much (or words to that effect.) Is it the melody, the harmony, the words? I said “no…no…no.”

I admitted that I really don’t like the song much. He went on playing other similar Christmas songs–the sentimental type, I guess is what I’d call them. “I’ll be Home for Christmas,” “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.” Holly was curious about each one as to whether I liked them or not. Every time the answer was “No.”

I guess I’ve kept it a secret. They just don’t do anything for me. It’s not that I’m tired of them because they and I have been around so long. They just aren’t my type. Here’s a few more now that I’m confessing: “Chestnuts Roasting…,” “Silver Bells,” “Let it Snow”… Well, you probably get the idea. I don’t know exactly why but I just don’t get thrilled to hear them. You may not be surprised by now to hear that I’m not a Bing Crosby fan. Nope.

Okay, now here’s some choral Christmas songs that do thrill me. I don’t have an order for them, but here are a few: “Angels We Have Heard on High,” “Joy to the World,” “Good King Wenceslas,” “The Holly and the Ivy,” “I Saw Three Ships,” “Bring a Torch, Jeannette Isabella,” “In the Bleak Midwinter,” “O Come, O Come, Emmanuel,” “O Holy Night,” “We Three Kings of Orient Are,” “What Child is This?” …..

The list could go on and on. Christmas music is the best!!! As long as it’s not, you know, that one kind. :)