â€Saws are tremendous pranksters, and the ruse of causing Human Beings to believe that they are actually playing them is perhaps the most beloved and persistent joke in Saw-kindâ€™s long history.â€ Thatâ€™s funny because when I think of saws, I usually think â€œsharp teethâ€ and â€œmissing fingers.â€ Of course, Iâ€™ve never been intimately involved with a saw and, though Iâ€™ve heard melodies made from them, I believe this is the first time Iâ€™ve heard saws sing with no accompaniment. Julian Koster â€” he of The Music Tapes and Neutral Milk Hotel â€” coaxes from the saws a sound that is eerily placid. Yes, itâ€™s shrill and not for everyone, but itâ€™s quite lovely if youâ€™re in a right merry frame of mindâ€¦and if youâ€™re tired of the same-old holiday songs sung by pompous humans. The bewilderment comes roughly every three minutes or so as you realize, holy crap, youâ€™re listening to an entire album of holiday standards played on a piece of actual hardware. But, as Koster notes, Jesus was a carpenter. Who knowsâ€”after a particularly stressful day of sermonizing and house framing, maybe the Son of God sat down with his saw, bow and a goblet of wine and conjured a soothing rendition of â€œSilent Nightâ€ to remind him of that fateful evening away in the manger.