Analog synths galore… with delay? You know I’m there or here or wherever to listen to this classic late 70’s era McCartney ode to the yuletide. So I invite you to raise a pint of your favorite ale, or your special mug of egg nog in a toast to what seems like in retrospect a much simpler time.

P.S. I also wanted to clear up that rumor about the making of this song… I heard from an insider that absolutely no mistletoe was smoked during the production of this song. Unfortunately my contact was somewhat of a Silent Knight when I inquired about other plants being present.