The only commercial Christmas song I used to tolerate and now like is "Last Christmas" by Wham.
I don't really know why. I never know why I like music. I just do. And those who know me, know better than to keep me away from it. I always bring up Nietzsche's music-loving, dying Socrates. (Incidentally, to read my previous, numerous references to Socrates and Nietzsche, do a blog search of either keyword.) And to fully get the reference, look at Nietzsche's Birth of Tragedy a chance. But I digress.
I suppose I like this because it's the kind of music my brother and I liked growing up. And when it comes to 80's rock, don't resist, give in. Those of you who are indie and punk rock-inclined will have already been exposed to the many, many interpretations of solid 80's sounds. Think the Killers, Bravery, Keane, even Oasis and Modest Mouse. And so many, many more.
Ah, yes, and George Michael is blonde-ish, has a couple of girlfriends, and is Christmas-ing in snowboarding-heaven. Just a few signs to spice up his cocoa.
Another great song from that time frame is "Domino Dancing" by the Pet Shop Boys. My brother and I both like this band as well. Still. They're just good. A bit kitsch, yes, but this is an example of kitsch used right. And we especially love "Domino Dancing," albeit in hindsight, it seems to be for different reasons.