Seventeen days ago I told how I had made a playlist of all my Christmas music (468 tracks). The list was designed so that once a song was played, it dropped off. Sometimes while I was blogging, sometimes while I was reading, sometimes while just listening, the playlist dwindled down, like a musical Advent calendar.
It’s on the next-to-last song right now, “White Christmas” by Bing Crosby. Really, the best-selling Christmas song ever.
[To be fair, there were two copies of “White Christmas” by Crosby among the 468 tracks, so the odds were a little less. The very last song was something I’d never heard of or care to hear again, a new-age kind of composition.]