a fuzzy, tongue in cheek christmas riot glowing with nostalgia, noise, and the joy of not taking anything too seriously

rockin’ coal in my stocking feels like the scruffy warmth of a christmas eve that gets louder than planned. it is messy, funny, and a little rebellious, glowing with guitars that wobble like tinsel in the wrong kind of breeze. written from the perspective of someone who loves the season but knows they are destined for coal, effusion 35 twist the holiday ritual into a playful anthem about being imperfect, chaotic, and brilliantly human.

the track throws classic christmas references around like wrapping paper on the floor, stitching together humour with a punkish bite. sleigh bells clatter, riffs snarl with a grin, and the whole thing feels like christmas morning if it had too much coffee and not enough patience. it is satirical yet strangely warm, a little bratty, oddly heartfelt, and fully alive.

there is a homegrown glow to the production that feels tactile, like old decorations pulled from a dusty attic. guitars buzz, voices tumble over each other, and the energy feels delightfully unwrapped. it is the charm of a holiday song that does not pretend to be tidy. it celebrates the misfits, the nearly nice, the ones who try but never quite get it right.

joyful, cheeky, and knowingly chaotic, rockin’ coal in my stocking captures the spirit of a season where everything goes slightly wrong but still feels magical. a reminder that christmas is not about perfection, it is about the stories you laugh about later.

thank u for making this effusion 35 🎄