Jimmy Smith - We Three Kings (Of Orient Are) 1964 (get it)

Christmas Cookin’ is one of my all-time favorite jazz records, and hands-down my favorite Christmas album. It is both subtle and dramatic, instantly nostalgic, yet never saccharin, and swings like a motherfucker from start to finish.

Every year I play two songs when I’m ready to be swept up in the holiday spirit: Jimmy Smith’s version of We Three Kings, and Fairytale of New York, by the Pogues. I have other seasonal favorites, but these two tracks are essential.

Jimmy Smith - We Three Kings (Of Orient Are) 1964 (get it)

Christmas Cookin’ is one of my all-time favorite jazz records, and hands-down my favorite Christmas album. It is both subtle and dramatic, instantly nostalgic, yet never saccharin, and swings like a motherfucker from start to finish.

Every year I play two songs when I’m ready to be swept up in the holiday spirit: Jimmy Smith’s version of We Three Kings, and Fairytale of New York, by the Pogues. I have other seasonal favorites, but these two tracks are essential.

Late.

Holy shit, Pinkerton and The Blue Album are really fucking good.

It only took sixteen years… a girl on a bar stool swaying to a jukebox, seven hours in a van and a little heart break for me to see the light.

Timing is everything.

Weezer - Undone (The Sweater Song) 1994 (get it)

If you want to destroy my sweater.

Pull this thread as I walk away.

Watch me unravel, I’ll soon be naked.

Lying on the floor, I’ve come undone.