The appeal of music at Christmas is sous entendu in my opinion. Music is but another manifestation of the instinctive response which overcomes Nature upon its descent into darkness and famine thus marked by brilliance and feast. To preserve it from becoming entirely tarsome or Bing Croby-ish (apparently he wasn’t very nice to his children), I search the Apple Music library (yet another of their award winning services) for something more in line with my interests or at least less saccharin or repetitive. I sustain this seasonal application until December 24th and no further. By that time I have indulged myself to the point of gluttony upon everything available whether in the drawing room or my car.