But it wouldn't be Sting without some painful sincerity, would
it?
"I wanted to present something slightly different," explains a bearded Sting, talking about the album while sitting in his Upper West Side apartment.
"There's a fault with a lot of Christmas songs; they are a little bit triumphal: 'Isn't life wonderful, God's in his heaven and I'm rich,'" laughs Sting. "They sort of forget a lot of people aren't."
Yes, yes, thanks for reminding us, Sting. Until you came along, I didn't realize there were other people out there who weren't as fortunate as I am. And it's good that you, a wildly successful artist, sitting there in your Upper West Side apartment, one of many homes you have scattered around the world, are there to remind me.
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