Guess I'm too late, but I found some good ones this year. Johnny Cash's version of "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day" was surprisingly appealing. I found it was my first choice when I was in a Christmas gloom. I don't usually listen to him, though. The Christmas albums of the band Duvall and singer Kevin Max had some good stuff. I suppose you'd consider them pop, I dunno, I just found them, but my kids keep asking to hear Duvall's version of "Angels We Have Heard on High," and their version of, "The Little Drummer Boy" is the only one I will listen to because ordinarily that song will send me into a berserker rage which is most unsuitable to it's subject matter... but really, pah-rum-pah-pum-pum? ARGH. Kevin Max's version of "Hark, the Herald Angel's Sing" is a new favorite. Rather Beatle-y.
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