After I wondered if there was a worse Christmas song than the Little Drummer Boy yesterday, a buddy of mine tweeted to remind me of something I hadn’t considered. Dominick The Italian Christmas Donkey.
He’s so right. But the one thing this one has going for it over Drummer Boy, at least around here, is that you hear it so rarely that it still qualifies as amusingly bad rather than just plain old bad. I’d put it on a level close to something like I Want a Hippopotamus For Christmas.
They had to know it sucked when they recorded it, but knew it would catch on and make some people some money for a while. They’re both songs you pull out on some unsuspecting friends, you all cringe, laugh and then move on. Little Drummer Boy, by contrast, is what you play for people you really don’t like.