The saint, yes, but he got married to the traditions of the wandering old man/dying king/fertility god/HELLA RAD VIKING DUDE. I hope bloody Christian Viking Santa beats people with his crozier.

Or did I?

My favorite lyric from that album is "the scent of grandfatherly love."

This is the guy who made a movie starring not one, but two self-insert genius versions of himself, yes? Somehow "Donald Duck concept album" isn't as confusing as it should be.