Putting the X Back In Xmas: Misanthropic Christmas Observation #1

The Trans-Siberian Orchestra drains the sentimentality out of Christmas music and fills its husk with sawdust, hangs it up and paints a grin on it, puts a flashing laser on its head, and gives it a mullet.  Like its hair in the front and the back, and like its namesake, the Trans-Siberian Railway, it goes on forever, loudly and uncomfortably. It has more energy than point. It has neither innovation nor sentimentality to recommend it, and I am afraid that I must say, you must all go to the Trans-Siberian Lie Down On The Railway Orchestra Christmas Concert without me.

Next up: John Tesh.