The snow is coming down heavier than expected and it looks like your Aunt and Uncle and terrible cousins are going to have to spend the night. You were supposed to be on a flight back home in the morning but all the flights are already canceled and now you have to share a room with your shithead little brother instead of returning to the arms of your sweetheart. You’re stuck spending another 48 hours with your family who have been slowly driving you to the brink of insanity when all you want for Christmas is some personal space. Well, no worries. Slip your headphones on, connect to your parents' slow as hell Wi-Fi and tune in to the We Are: The Guard Indie Christmas compilation. Let your cares melt away and maybe the snow will too.



What a lovely little future-bass twist on what might just be the most romantic of all the Christmas songs. Definitely more romantic than "Baby, It’s Cold Outside" which is about as questionable as it gets. Go ahead give that one a listen within the context of our current times. Mariah Carey’s original is the one song that everyone seems to not mind hearing over and over again every year for the rest of their life. So what are you going to listen to now? The one you’ve heard more times than there are lights on the Christmas tree or a fresh new update from Cappa. With the voice of an angel and dance production that’s a little more modern than Mariah, this seems like just the right track for you and your significant other to meet under the mistletoe. That is if the airport EVER opens back up and you ever make it out of this house. Give 'em a kiss from me too. ;)

Merry Christmas + Happy Hannukkah + Merry Kwanzaa + Feliz Navidad + Happy Honda-Days + Jolly Festivus + Sick Boxing Day from All of Us at We Are: The Guard. May you not get snowed in with your family this holiday season. And if you do, you can mentally slip away with We Are: The Guard Indie Christmas compilation.

From deep within the murky depths of the Los Angeles River emerged a creature: 50% raver, 50% comedian, 10% Robotcop. Kurt Kroeber doesn’t own a dog, operates Soundbleed (the world’s only dance party comedy talk show rave), and is down to party with you. Come up some time and say “Hey dude!” But definitely make sure to casually drop the secret Illuminati password.