This abomination by Bob Dylan could be the worst Christmas performance of all time;
I don’t know. I don’t think it’s the most annoying. That distinction goes to Paul McCartney. If I was Jack Bauer, and I wanted to beat some intel out of the Fat Man, I’d stick him in a room and play this repeatedly. I know I’d crack by about the third time through. By the fifth, I’d sell out anyone.
And it’s no more charming performed by puppets. McCartney apparently built upon his previous experience of annoying Christmas songs with the Beatles.
It’s enough to make my inner curmudgeon mumble, “Humbug!”









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