Not even Dave Chappelle can ruin the smooth of Nat King Cole. Okay, he ruined it a little bit, since we kept waiting for him to pour champagne over a writhing woman in an evening dress and call her "a trifling beeeyutch." Even with that, the smooth is still there. We haven't even started drinking (heavily) yet, and we already feel two snifters of cognac deep in the night thanks to Nat.
XMAS TUNES YULE not HATE: NAT KING COLE