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Season's Bleatings

Some of the nearly forty holiday discs critiqued below are naughty. Some are nice. And some are as toxic as Aunt Matilda's fruitcake.

As usual, plenty of celebrities are looking to pad their bank accounts via Christmas recordings, and few appear to have broken a sweat while making them. Jessica Simpson's Rejoyce: The Christmas Album (Columbia) features a duet with hubby Nick Lachey on "Baby, It's Cold Outside" that's harder to swallow than sugar cookies made in 1959, and a version of "The Little Drummer Boy" co-starring her younger sister, Ashlee, constitutes child abuse. A fully grown LeAnn Rimes fares somewhat better on What a Wonderful World (Curb). "A Different Kind of Christmas" isn't different in a good way, unfortunately, but "All I Want For Christmas Is You" gets a bit horny -- and I'm not talking about the brass section.

Just as cheeky is the Barenaked Ladies' Barenaked for the Holidays (Desperation). The combo's version of "Jingle Bells" is a cheerful disaster, while "Elf's Lament" portrays the diminutive toymakers as "indentured servants." For its part, Big Bad Voodoo Daddy is a slave to swing on Everything You Want for Christmas (Vanguard). The trend the players rode to prominence is over, but thanks to the likes of "Is Zat You, Santa Claus?," the retro style's return is welcome -- at least for the length of this album.

If the title of Vanessa Williams's Silver & Gold (Lava) refers to royalties, she's probably out of luck. "Joy to the World," featuring Brian McKnight, is one of the rare examples of liveliness on a largely somnambulant offering. Ditto that for Jesse Colin Young's Songs for Christmas (Artemis), a one-way trip to Slumberville, and James Taylor's A Christmas Album, which was issued on the Hallmark label -- a warning sign if ever there was one. "In the Bleak Midwinter" sums up what spinning it was like for me. At least My Christmas EP! (Word/Curb/Warner Bros.), by failed American Idol contestant George Huff, sports a few sprightly moments. His churchy version of "Go Tell It on the Mountain" partly compensates for a "Silent Night" that had me wishing for some real silence.

Quiet is in short supply on the Trans-Siberian Orchestra's The Lost Christmas Eve (Lava), whose bombast is unintentionally humorous. Apparently, though, many people take this classic-rock pastiche seriously, since it's available as a single disc or as part of The Christmas Trilogy, which compiles three CDs and a DVD featuring Michael Crawford, Jewel, and Ossie Davis as "The Caretaker." Coming next year: Ossie vs. Ozzy in a Yuletide smackdown!

Of the more obscure acts shooting for some holiday cheer, the most surreal may be Play, a quartet of Swedish teens who, on Play Around the Christmas Tree (Sanctuary Urban), come across like life-sized Skipper dolls. Kiddie pop meets The Stepford Wives. Cherish the Ladies is a more experienced combo, and throughout On Christmas Night (Rounder), these five vets make Celtic music that's lively and pristine. As a bonus, the Ladies' CD is the only one here to feature a holiday song titled "The Distressed Soldier."

Of course, anyone would be distressed by Danny Wright's An Intimate Christmas (Atco), whose dozen piano instrumentals suggest music boxes that haven't been wound tightly enough. Christmas Lights, by Martha's Trouble (Aisling), moves at a deliberate pace, too, but Jen Slocumb, the vocal half of this Canadian duo, brings a fresh-faced folkie naiveté to the likes of "O Come All Ye Faithful." Such innocence is lacking from Judith Owen's Christmas in July (, but that's a good thing. The EP kicks off with its smartest idea, a coy lounge interpretation of Spínal Tap's "Christmas With the Devil," complete with a guest appearance by Harry Shearer, aka Tap bassist Derek Smalls. Silent night, violent nightŠ

Of the other jazzers on the holiday tip, the finest by far is Denver's Dianne Reeves, whose Christmas Time Is Here (Blue Note) gives chestnuts such as "Carol of the Bells" an infusion of moody sophistication. Her vocals are rich and complex -- a genuine gift. Will Downing's Christmas, Love and You (GRP) is safer and less distinctive, but not without its charms. At heart, he's a bedroom crooner whose reading of "The First Noel" makes the nativity seem positively erotic.

In contrast, Peace Round, by the Yellowjackets (Heads Up) is a turnoff. The act's smooth-jazz run-through of "Deck the Halls" is so slick that my boombox practically slid off the desk. If only it had pulled Watching the Snow (Sleeping Gypsy/Rhino), by Michael Franks, over the edge with it. Tunes like "Christmas in Kyoto" are simultaneously unctuous and condescending -- a grisly combination on par with Hiroshima's Spirit of the Season (Heads Up). Upon hearing the combo's "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer," which juxtaposes corny instrumentation with koto plucking, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry -- so I puked instead.

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Michael Roberts has written for Westword since October 1990, serving stints as music editor and media columnist. He currently covers everything from breaking news and politics to sports and stories that defy categorization.
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