Once again, a cappella news has me nonplussed. Pentatonix, the subject of my waking nightmares (daymares?) and target of my ineffective spells, has once again topped the Billboard 200 chart with their joyless Christmas album, A Pentatonix Christmas. This, of course, means I am going to have to stock up on sage,…
Every year for over four decades a black Santa in New Orleans nicknamed the 7th Ward Santa Claus makes photo rounds with kids for Christmas, so it turns out that generations of residents have distinct snapshots with him.
In the budget video for her cover of “Here Comes Santa Claus,” Mariah Carey parties with (or rather, glamorously stands next to) St. Nick and a bunch of elves and gold men while trying to remain statuesque on a spinning carousel. It’s Christmastime and mama needs a new keyhole gown.
After giving us the masterpiece that is Coloring Book, Chance the Rapper has no real business giving us more wonderful art, but here we are. Chance and Jeremih teamed up for a Christmas mixtape available for free, of course, because there is no end to his magnanimity.
British man and hero without a cape Steve McGawley has been cautioned by police multiple times and was finally arrested for what they said were inappropriate Christmas lights. I will grant the police that, yes, there were, at various times on the side of McGawley’s house, Christmas lights in the shape of a dong, the…
Big Freedia throws the livest and loosest HR-violating holiday office party in the video for the jubilant anthem “Make It Jingle.” It’s a party complete with pool floats, lots of ugly sweaters and coordinated ass drops.
The Associated Press is reporting that nine people have died and at least 50 were wounded Monday night when a truck crashed into a crowded Christmas market in Berlin.
Long before the days of Jingle All the Way and dads punching each other over Shopkins play sets, a group of New York socialites and philanthropists formed the Society for the Prevention of Useless Giving—or SPUG—to quell the rampant consumerism that had claimed Christmas around the turn-of-the-century.
Beyoncé showered holiday joy upon her fans this Saturday with a video posted to Instagram that features the singer outfitted in the tiniest reindeer antlers possible, gesticulating before three flavors of Christmas tree.
Around this time of year, we get treated to playlists filled with holiday hip-hop and R&B standards like Run-D.M.C.’s “Christmas in Hollis” and TLC’s “Sleigh Ride,” a perfect Christmas song. Otherwise, it’s boring holiday classics coming at you nonstop in the department store, at the pharmacy, on the radio. Before you…
Christmas is about fucking, and everyone who has thought about it for more than one minute knows that. Getting warm is about fucking. Fires are about fucking. Drinking eggnog is about drinking enough until you are a little bit farty but not too farty to fuck. Santa is a dad you’re secretly supposed to want to fuck…
“Merry Christmas, motherfuckers,” is the opening line of Hip-Hop & R&B Christmas Gold, a 29-song compilation of hip-hop spins on Christmas songs you remember and R&B renditions you think you remember. Before the album’s 109 minutes are up, you’re treated to a club version of “Jingle Bells” by Freak Nasty (they’re best…
There is a part of me that wants my kids to feel, at least in some relatively painless and abstract way, that the world is fucked.
It is almost Christmas time but what does it mean across America? Here is the news.
For the first time ever, there’s a Black Santa at the Mall of America, here to teach children that fictional holiday figureheads come in all shades.
Here’s your weekly reminder that the Obamas are leaving the White House, so this is the last time we as a nation will be filled with true holiday cheer before The Grinch That Defrauded and Fired Christmas begins his four-year run.
As we draw closer to December 25, a disproportionate degree of American adults’ mental energy will be rerouted into determining and acquiring this year’s must-have toys for children. But the ceremonial bestowal of the Shopkins is a relatively recent development—how did it happen?
Are you guys so excited for New Year’s Eve?!? Wow. Honestly that’s very messed up of you—number one, because it’s terrible, and number two because it ushers in the day on which we are all most likely to meet our respective makers.
Jay Bradford should probably start investing in lottery tickets, because his luck seems to be of an extraordinary sort. On December 12, he lost his wedding band in the middle of the ocean. On December 16 he returned to look for it — and what do you know? He actually found it.