There is nothing in the world that can't get at least a little better if it's got a bit Christmas added to it.
Proof #1: Die Hard. Would have been a great movie without the Yuletide setting, but Christmas made it better.
Proof #2: Wonder Woman. The only thing that could possibly make her wonderfuller is the giving of a little Christmas gift in the form of graffiti and a smile.
Proof #3: Our school band concerts. The best concerts were always the Christmas concerts, and more people would show up to hear us play those concerts than any other.
Out of all of the Christmas songs from all the Christmas concerts we played in all those years of band, "Silent Night" is my favorite. No other song says "Christmas" to me like this one. And "Silent Night," more than any other Christmas hymn, is likely to trigger that lump-in-the-throat feeling, especially when it is played simply and with sincerity.
Proof #4: Even I wanted to be a little bit better at Christmas because of this song. When I was in high school, on Christmas Eve, just before I went to bed, I would stand on the porch of our home on the foothills of Arimo with my flugelhorn and play the melody from memory as a lullaby to the town below. I don't know if anyone in Arimo heard it, but at least the farm animals did, and that seemed to me to be an appropriate audience for that night.
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