To begin with, I'm well aware that Paul McCartney's quirky, New Wave Pop-Synth experiment provokes visceral reactions in most. I actually enjoy it, but that's probably because of nostalgia and affection for McCartney rather than a true appreciation for the song. (My argument has always been, if you don't like Wonderful Christmastime, flip the 45 over and listen to the b-side, Rudolph The Red Nosed Reggae, and you'll think Wonderful Christmastime is a classic.)
Anyway, Jars of Clay dug deep and found a real song buried under all the spacey synthesizers. They turned a song that could produce violence in some into a nice contemplative offering, and it's one of my favorites off their Christmas Songs CD.
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