Music has always been a large part of my holiday.
It’s there on the radio, weeks before. It’s in the stores. It’s on TV, and YouTube. I looked up one of my seasonal favorites there, even though I own the album.
It’s called Winter Song, by Angel. (You’ll have to look up, or imagine, the awesome video.)
I figure it’s impossible to hear every Christmas song ever recorded in just a few weeks. Some I missed, like I Believe in Father Christmas by Greg Lake, and the Eagles’ version of Please Come Home for Christmas. I’m sure I’ll hear them again.
But I did hear a few others this season. In no particular order…
Christmas Wrapping by the Waitresses. Funny lyrics, sung with attitude. “A&P has provided me with the world’s smallest turkey.”
Frosty by Jimmy Durante (“…and two eyes, made outta coal”)
Rudolph by Burl Ives (“But do you recall, the most famous reindeer of all?”)
Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree – Brenda Lee
Father Christmas (Give Us Your Money) – The Kinks
(I would have loved to post the video here – it’s great. But WordPress said no.)
An oddly speeded up version of Bing Crosby’s Mele Kalikimaka. (Now why would they do that?)
And that awful Paul McCartney song, you know the one. It’s the Jar-Jar Binks of Christmas tunes.
I have two Christmas CD’s in my car. One is the Peanuts soundtrack by Vince Gueraldi that almost everyone seems to have. I listened to it all the way through on a long car trip.
The other is by the Kingston Trio from 1960, called Last Month of the Year. Very good but it brings back bittersweet memories. The Trio are still around, stopped in New Hampshire last year for a show.
By now I’m a little Bing Crosby and Nat King Cole’d out, but there’s always next year.