I know nothing about Bishop Allen, the band behind this song – which I found, I think, on a freebie download Christmas album from superstore Target, but I may be misremembering – but I can only hope that the rest of their music has exactly the same combination of twee, ramshackle and somewhat catchily adorable that this one does. There’s something heartwarmingly slapdash about this song, but it’s one that I find myself singing when I least expect it. It’s very good as accompaniment to doing the dishes, I find.
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