Sleep through the queen’s speech cause it means nothing to me
The moment the Manics snapped. Or something.
Manics are known as a very serious band, all that politics ranting and self-cutting missing persons and anthems about serious topics and what have you. And sure enough, musically the band’s pretty serious. There’s a few off-tangent moments here and there (Miss Europa Disco Dancer for one) that show the band being a bit more tongue-in-cheek in the studio and extending their dry wit and occasional desire to goof off a bit further, but I’m sure no one was expecting what was coming out of the digital christmas wrapper when the band announced Ghost of Christmas and offered it as a free download in Christmas 2007.
Despite the eery title and the slightly pessimistic lyrics drenched in nostalgia of times long gone (no idea if that chorus is supposed to be that the ghost of christmas has gone or come), Ghost of Christmas is made of cheese. What do you expect, it’s a Christmas song. It’s good cheese though, none of that liquid factory crap you spurt from a tube or the smelly white shit you eat because you want to feel posh, but the proper yellow stuff you proudly put on your sandwich and eat with pleasure. A saxophone and sleigh bells make appearances, some Christmas bells show up in all their cheesy glory, there’s a “Merry Xmas Everybody” vibe going on throughout the song and everything just feels so warm and cozy. The rather mechanical Send Away the Tigers period closes off with a song that’s pure heart and glee. Sure the band will probably feel stupidly embarrased about it one day but it’s the good kind of embarrasement. It’s a goofy track for homely Christmas days.
It’s got a big, big heart.