I agree. I probably hear Mariah more often than Wham! anyway, and if there's any Christmas song I want to avoid hearing, Mariah's is the one.
Now I'm out. Was just at band rehearsal, our drummer suggested we play Last Christmas and played it on his phone. Bastard. Still my second best attempt though.
Talking about a good reason to fire a drummer.
Anyway, yesterday I took my little one to see St. Nicholas on town square. We arrive, sit at one of those high chairs, order
frite (don't ask), drink juice and enjoy the lights. And then... The first song, first fu**ing song - Wham! Some guy turned on the PA and that was the first song he chose. "Wow, that name is really appropriate for this game. Anyway, what was is I thinking, I didn't stood a chance!" I chuckle as I look around at all the Christmass-y clichés around me. But then, and I sh** you not, just as Last Christmas came to end, I heard that voice... "And I...."
"For fu** sake! Are you kiddin' me?!?!" I swear silently and slam my fist on the table. "What's wrong daddy?" my kid asks me with her mouth full of that foamy substance, watering it with apple juice and at that moment I'm sure how that combination will end up in explosive diarrhea later in the day (luckily, it didn't). "Nothing, honey." I smile, combing the lock of her hair, trying to suppress my tears. "There's always next year, kiddo." I whisper, half angry, half devastated. "There's always next year..."
Good luck to the rest of you who are still standing and roaming the shopping malls, like Wendy Torrance in the 'Shining' hotel.