A former coworker of mine introduced me to Chanticleer. Their Christmas album with Dawn Upshaw is spectacular.
I caught a performance of the Mila Vocal Ensemble at the DECC in Duluth, when they appeared on A Prairie Home Companion. That was just after they'd released their CD Iz tamne noci (From a Dark Night) (which you can check out samples of and/or buy here at their site) and so they sang a bunch of Christmas songs from Russia and the Ukraine and Croatia and elswhere. Sample:
Oj khodyt' pokhodyt' misjats'
Very haunting, very lovely. I'd love to see them in concert again, they're such robust singers.
I approve of cheese, too. Well, to me this is cheesier Christmas music:
And speaking of Bing, I can't forget this surreal snowflake:
On the trip back up north last year, A. and I were radio station-flipping in Dallas and as if by magic (Christmas magic, that is) happened upon this gem:
Thank you, Metal X-mas.
Last and certainly least, one of my current coworkers introduced me to that glorious, self-discovery via appropriation of pain Christmas nu!classic, The Christmas Shoes. If you have not yet appreciated this, I invite you to pour out some eggnog, pull your chair closer to the fire, and cringe along with me...
Aaaand here's a decent (well, partly*) antidote in the form of a rant from Patton Oswalt:
(Aaaaand she naaahaaamed the poh-neee Jeeesus)
*NSFW
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