It’s hard to accept, this Christmas warbler version of Stone Temple Pilot Scott Weiland. He croons his way through this collection of holiday chestnuts as if he were sitting in front of a roaring fire, sweater-clad and smoking a pipe. In 1947.
Whether this almost entirely straight-faced offering is meant to serve as an extreme form of image rehab or is merely the work of a rock star who can do as he pleases, it’s tough to say. Whatever his motivations, Weiland commits.
Standards such as “I’ll Be Home for Christmas” and “White Christmas” (both done Bing Crosby-style, with orchestral backing) test the lower limits of his range but are otherwise kind of sweet, in their oozy, overdone way.
There are misfires: a reggae version of “O Holy Night” and a swinging version of “Silent Night,” which remains the least groovy song of all time, despite Weiland’s best efforts.