My wife keeps informing me that her smartphone is listing the temperature outside as 13 degrees. What a way to start a new year. I suppose that's why the new year begins in the winter, rather than in the summer; If the weather was nice and warm, the new year revelry would last all weekend, rather being packed in to the five-hour span between 9pm on December 31st and 2am on January 1st. Can you imagine a New Year's Eve party with temperatures in the 70's, beach volleyball being played, and a Corona toast at midnight, rather than people in their warmest clothes, singing in hotel ballrooms, and toasting at midnight before heading out into subzero conditions to get back home to their nice comfy beds?
Of course, being the old fogie that I am, my New Year's Eve wouldn't likely be anything to scream about regardless of the weather. Ah well ... At least I can offer you something a little better than Gene Krupa playing "Auld Lange Syne" on this day celebrating the newest of years.
- "This Year's Love" by David Gray
- "New Year's Resolution Blues" by Roy Milton
- "Bringing In a Brand New Year" by Charles Brown
- "Red Letter Year" by Ani DiFranco
- "This Will be Our Year" by the Zombies
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