Music is as integral to the Christmas holiday as a tree, or
lights, or elbowing the poor sap next to you in order to grab the last carton
of eggnog. It’s a vast subcategory of
popular music, one that continues to grow with each passing year. It seems like every recording artist since
the invention of the victrola feels compelled to offer us their unique
interpretation of “Jingle Bells.” Seriously,
how many varieties of “Frosty the Snowman” does one nation under God really
need? But these are smart people; they
realize that if they can somehow wedge their version of even one song into the popular
memory, their fame will be eternal, or at least last long enough to give them a
convenient way to introduce themselves in the afterlife. Take Bobby Helms and Brenda Lee, for
instance. If it weren’t for “Jingle Bell
Rock” and “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree,” respectively, we wouldn’t know
that these people ever existed. Even
singers like Perry Como and Andy Williams, who were great stars of their day, are
identifiable to today’s generations only
for their unsurpassed renditions of “Home for the Holidays” and “The Most
Wonderful Time of the Year” (again respectively).
We’ve now had 70-some Christmases since records and radio
entered the cultural mainstream, and that means many thousands of Christmas
songs and Christmas albums have been recorded.
A great number of these have survived right down to the present day,
thanks to the natural human proclivity to hold on to every piece of circular
black vinyl ever printed. I myself have
a box of LP’s sitting in my closet, even though I haven’t had a working
turntable since 1992. That means there’s
an awful lot of Christmas music floating around, which makes it all the more difficult
to understand why I have to listen to Wham!
singing “Last Christmas” at least once an hour whenever I have the Christmas
music station on.
No matter what your musical tastes are, when it comes to Christmas
music, there’s an absolute surfeit of choices.
Even if you have no taste at all, you can still enjoy songs like
“Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer,” a barking dog version of “Jingle Bells,”
or that absurd “Christmas Shoes” song, which I understand now comes with its
own EpiPen for people who are allergic to treacle, which is most of us.
With the overabundance of tunes out there, it’s difficult to
rely on the radio to fill your Christmas music stocking with the kind of songs
you love. You know before you even turn it
on the odds are good you’re going to hear a song you can’t stand before the
next commercial break. For me, those
songs are like oranges in my Christmas stocking. Every Christmas as I was growing up, in
addition to the candy and the toys, I would always receive a honkin’ huge-ass
orange in my stocking that would take up a solid third of the available volume
inside my sock, and I’m talking about the maximum stretched-out volume, not the
limp, empty volume. My filled Christmas
sock looked like a garter snake had swallowed Donald Trump’s head (why do I
keep having that dream?). These oranges
were so enormous that it served as the surest possible evidence that St. Nick
had to be real; who else could get their hands on oranges the size of a small
European country? The point is, even as
I was impressed by their girth, I hated those oranges. They took up way too much space; space that,
to my greedy little mind, should have been filled with more candy, cool toys
and small electronic gadgets. Oranges might have been a
real Christmas treat two centuries ago, but these days you can walk into any
grocery store on any day of the year and carry off a wheelbarrow full of them without
anyone noticing. Oh, how I despised
those mutant Christmas oranges.
The point is, listening to Christmas music radio virtually
guarantees a certain number of Christmas oranges. It’s all purely subjective, of course; and
for everyone it’s something different. I
already mentioned “Last Christmas;” another song I recently learned I’m really
sick of is that Trans-Siberian Orchestra version of “Carol of the Bells.” I
used to think it was cool; now, it just seems like an unholy, raging mess, the
kind of thing Yngwie Malmsteen might perform for his family on Christmas Eve,
but wisely keeps private.
Fortunately, the same immense variety of music allows us the
option to create our own Christmas music stocking, and fill it only with the
things we love to hear. This gives us
the flexibility to use the Christmas music station when it’s convenient, or for
times when we’re busy and want some generic background cheer, or for those
special holiday moments such as when we have just given some jerk the finger
for cutting us off in ridiculously grotesque traffic while Nat King Cole’s mellifluous
voice mocks us with tidings of, “Peace on earth, goodwill to men.”
When we want to get serious about the Christmas spirit, most
of us have the option to turn to our tailored, hand-picked collection of
holiday music. This is the kind of
Christmas music we choose to listen to, the music that we play when we’re at
home, and don’t want to be disturbed by all the oranges. It’s the music that allows us to still feel
good about Christmas even after you find out that your sister just bought Dad the
same killer gift you did, and now not only do you have to take yours back, but
you have to come up with a new idea and then deal with the desperate shoppers
and dwindling inventories at the store all over again. It’s the music that lifts us out of the
frustrations of the moment, and delivers us to the warm embrace of the Christmas
ideal. It helps us recalibrate our
perspective, and remember intuitively that this Christmas, however hectic or hassled,
will eventually blend in with, and become part of, the perfect Christmas within
our minds and hearts. Temporal
aggravations don’t survive in that place; what persists is the distilled
essence of the season: joy, love, anticipation
raw and fulfilled, time with family and friends, the quiet of the night,
sitting near a tree lit by memories and hopes, your Christmas music playing
softly in the background.
Admittedly, our Christmas music stocking isn’t much to look
at. It consists of only five disparate
holiday CD’s that have somehow managed to bond into a cohesive, cherished
whole. The trendy and the lackluster were
ejected long ago, leaving only the music that truly stirs the essence of the
season in us. There were some necessary casualties
along the way, some less deserved than others. For instance, we had to respectfully remove Elvis’ Christmas after Elizabeth ’s mother passed away, because every
time the song “Mama Liked the Roses” came on she would break out in an
incapacitating bout of sobbing.
Likewise, we had several Mannheim Steamroller CD’s in our annual
rotation for awhile, until it began causing me incapacitating bouts of sobbing,
but that was just out of sheer annoyance.
Although the playlist hasn’t changed much over the last fifteen
years or so, it doesn’t mean we have closed ourselves off to new additions. Every now and then, one or the other of us
will hear a new artist, or a new interpretation, and pick up the CD to throw
into the mix. This year, for instance,
it’s A Very She and Him Christmas’ chance.
Some of these interlopers will stick around for a year of two, and some won’t
make it through the season. Ultimately,
very few recordings demonstrate the requisite staying power to inspire us year
in and year out; sooner or later, the vast majority end up getting the ol’ bum’s rush. That’s what the Christmas music station is
for, remember?
With all that as background, I will now unveil our definitive
Christmas music stocking: the five CD’s that we’ve stitched together over the
course of twenty-plus years, and which unerringly bring us back to Christmas
every single year. The music will reveal
something of us and our style, which I hope is perceived as being somewhere
between classic and eclectic. You may
have your own opinions about it, and about us; but for us, this is what
Christmas sounds like…
Before it was popular to play songs from the enduring TV
special on Christmas radio, we were listening to this CD. In fact, when we first discovered it was possible
to buy as a CD, you couldn’t get it at Target or Best Buy or Musicland (God
rest ye, merry Musicland). We had to go
to Tower Records to find the recording, and even then it had to be special
ordered because they didn’t stock it, not even during Christmastime. These days, everyone is familiar with Vince
Guaraldi’s gentle, jazzy take on several Christmas standards, as well as adding
a few new ones to the canon. How can you
not feel the better about the holidays when hearing “Linus and Lucy,” or when
the Peanuts gang serenades you with “Hark, the Herald Angels Sing?”
In the immortal words of Linus Van Pelt, “That’s what Christmas
is all about, Charlie Brown…”
This was Harry’s first Christmas album, and although we posses
several of them, this is the one that steadfastly encamps in our essentials
collection. Elizabeth has always been a big fan of
Connick’s music, and she strongarmed this one into our Christmas music stocking
over my initial protests. But I have to
admit that Harry’s rowdy, New Orleans big band sound on songs like “(It Must’ve
Been Ol’) Santa Claus” and “Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer” has grown on me
over the years, and his silky, soulful crooning on songs like “What Are You
Doing New Year’s Eve” and “Ave Maria” have made this CD indispensible to our family’s
Christmas soundtrack. Even his version
of “Little Drummer Boy” somehow comes off as tolerable, and not teeth-grindingly
annoying, as I am used to.
Of all the Christmas music CD’s we’ve purchased over the
years, this one best represents the miracle of the season better than any
other. We found this obscure collection
of purely instrumental carols totally by accident. It was early on in our marriage, and we were
looking for inexpensive ways to add some variety to our Christmas music stockpile. We bought it primarily because it was cheap
(five bucks or so on the discount rack at Walmart; that’s right, the discount rack at Walmart), and because we didn’t have much in the way of
instrumental music. How kindly good
fortune sometimes smiles on the ignorant!
This album instantly entrenched itself into our seasonal playlist and
hasn’t budged an inch since. It’s a
vivacious, twinkling blend of acoustic instruments (guitar, violin, mandolin,
harpsichord, harmonica, etc.), played with beautifully melodic precision and a
playful, optimistic personality that takes familiar holiday songs and tweaks
them musically in what I can only describe as an adorably quirky way. To me, it recalls the music of the 90’s TV
show “Northern Exposure” because of its offbeat expressiveness and rich, organic
sound. That is so us.
If you were the luckiest person in the world, out traveling
in the remotest winter wilderness of Northern Europe, you would stumble across
an isolated village where it just so happened that a small group of amiable, laid-back,
talented but mute musicians lived and did nothing but play lively and creative
Christmas songs on instruments as old as the hills. They would wordlessly invite you in, hand you
a hot toddy, and then play you songs like these. I love this CD.
This is our go-to album for the old standards, sung by
familiar voices, the timeless versions that everybody knows. It’s actually a three-CD set; but we
condensed it down to a single disc containing the best of the best, and that’s
what we usually play. Burl Ives’ “Holly
Jolly Christmas,” Bing Crosby’s “White Christmas,” Perry Como, Andy Williams,
the list goes on and on. These are the songs that we’ve been hearing
since we were kids, and it seems that no one’s sung them better since.
Fans of the blog now know how much I love the Muppets. Honestly, though, the reason this CD is part
of our Christmas music stocking is not because it’s the Muppets; it’s because
of the wonderful original songs on it. This
CD does have its share of classic standards, including “The Twelve Days of Christmas,”
“Deck the Halls,” and “We Wish You a Merry Christmas,” to which the Muppets add
their characteristic comic flourishes.
But the real magic is to be found in the original and non-traditional
Christmas songs, some of which are exquisitely beautiful. John Denver’s honest, pure voice is a gift in
itself, sparkling like a star on new songs like “The Peace Carol,” and
“Noel: Christmas Eve, 1913.” The songs “It’s In Everyone of Us” and “When the
River Meets the Sea” aren’t really even Christmas songs in the traditional
sense, but they are deeply spiritual, and speak to the truth of Christmas in a
way most Christmas songs just miss. “When
the River Meets the Sea” is one of my all-time favorite songs, one that is
gently profound and peaceful in a way that defies description. For me, listening to that song is like
getting a soul massage. “The Christmas
Wish” is another great original song. It
may be sung by Kermit, but I hear Jim Henson’s voice in each wonderful word.
So, now you know what Christmas sounds like at our
house. This is what friends and family
will hear when they stop by to visit, what we’ll sing in the kitchen when we’re
making dinner or horsing around, what we’ll listen to as we wrap our gifts, and
what we’ll relax to one final time as the mad rush of Christmas finally slows down to a few weightless moments.
That’s what you’ll find in our Christmas music stocking. I wonder what’s in yours?
Thanks the magic of Itunes, we have been able to pick and choose our favorites as well. Most of ours are the old classics (Bing Crosby's white Christmas, etc.) but we do have a few newer ones as well (Boney M's - Mary's Boy Child, Amy Grant's "Breath of Heaven" "Put a Little Holiday in your Heart" by Leanne Rhymes (sp?)). My parents had all of the Firestone Christmas collection albums where multiple artists like Dean Martin, Ray Coniff, Barbara Streisand, etc. would sing everything from "We need a little christmas," to "Ave Maria." Mix these with the songs we performed to at our annual family Christmas program - (Santa Claus for president, Roly Poly the polar bear, Morris the moose, etc) and you can see we had an eclectic mixture of music at christmas time in our house.
ReplyDeleteOne last thing, It is so good to know that you hate that sond by Wham as much as I do! Whew!
Hutton: It seems to be true for your family and ours, and it makes me wonder if most families' Christmas music is a blend of the classic and the idiosyncratic. I'd like to think so.
ReplyDeleteAs far as "Last Christmas" and Wham! goes, I consider it a cheap shot and a carpetbagger of a Christmas song. The only reason it's gets played during Christmas is because the guy in the song broke up with his (let's assume) girlfriend last year at Christmastime. How lucky for us that it just happened to be the holiday season, when any song with the word 'Christmas' in it gets thrown into the rotation. Blech!
Thinking furhter (and perhaps to much), the song doesn't make sense. The lyric "Last Christmas, I gave you my heart and the very next day, you gave it away;" what does that mean? Must we assume he confessed his love to him/her and the next day she said, "you know, Betty/Bob need this more than me, right now so I'll send it on to them?"
ReplyDeleteAgain, I'm bored and thinking this out way too much!
Hutton - And doesn't that same lyric reveal that the singer has some real issues when it comes to selecting potential partners to give his heart to? I mean, really, within 24 hours of receipt, the other person has broken it? This is just a song about bad relationship choices and/or a self-destructive personality. Why do we want to hear this at Christmas?
ReplyDeleteAnd doesn't the next line "This year, to save me from tears, I'll give it to someone special," suggest that the original person wasn't special but he confessed his love anyway? This suggests a masochistic approach to love - he's not deserving of love with a special person and even though he claims to be changing his ways, his new "special" person will ultimately be just like the first person - someone he also thought was "special" enough to receive his heart. A insecure soul doomed to repeat his bad choices.
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