oh holy night.

the idea of a bunch of wee brit tykes doing a version of 'baggy trousers' is alternately horrifying and enchanting.

are you familiar with the "kidz bop" oeuvre of work? (if not, you may be so informed within the next few years, as i understand that the little ones completely eat that shit up) because lemme tell ya something, there are few things more bizarre than a choir of mushmouthed kids stumbling their way through a goddamned evanescence song. holy crap.

-hx