Thursday, December 11, 2008

Yo! Sing Ye, Glad Cherubs Of Pop!


I’ve spent most of this week ploughing my way through the glut of Christmas CDs and albums hoarded since birth, and, having survived Wombling Merry Christmas, Mistletoe & Wine and all the hideous pseudo-festivities offered up by Shakin’ (Bloody) Stevens, I’m ready to host an ongoing discussion of all your favourite Christmas records from Yule Log Wahoos past. Till you’re all sick of it.


So — what tunes deck the halls of your soul with holly and ivy?

43 comments:

Kiersten said...

Nothing beats a chorus of Feliz Navidad sung at the top of your lungs.

The reason why nothing beats is this because pretty much everything does, in fact, beat this. But when I was a young girl, sitting the minivan with my mom at the grocery store, it came on the radio and she laughed. "This is the most annoying Christmas song ever," she said. So we both sang along.

I've never been able to hear it since without smiling. Even though it is, in fact, one of the most annoying Christmas songs ever.

But after all, last Christmas I gave you my heart, but the very next day you gave it away.

Gave it away? TO WHOM? How you can you give someone else's heart away?

FOR THE LOVE, WHY COULDN'T YOU HAVE JUST SAID "THREW IT AWAY"?!?

Whirlochre said...

I'll have to check this one out, Kiersten, if only to be with that minivan irkiness thang.

As for the rest, this is George "Available For Endless Punching In The Alternative Universe Of My Dreams" Michael, isn't it?

Goodness, how I loathe WHAM!

JaneyV said...

I have a Perry Como Christmas Album that is the sound of Christmas to me. I love it. I also had a Jim Reeves Christmas Album as a child that had an unusual ditty called The Christmas Polka (think soundtrack of Groundhog Day with tinsel attached) that I am weirdly fond of too.

The of course There's the Best Christmas Album In The World Ever which has 'them all' on it - Slade, Roy Wood, Emerson Lake and Palmer (the best anti-Christmas warble ever), Bing 'n' Bowie, Band Aid, (We'll skip any Cliff references because the man gives me the heebidigeebies), Nat King Cole, more Bing, Mel 'n' Kim - the list is loo long to bother remembering.

I must go dust them off. I'm feeling the joy!

Whirlochre said...

Perry Como is an instant hit any time of the year and those oldies are certainly goodies.

I always enjoyed Brenda lee's Rockin' Around The Christmas Tree. On my old 70s ITT music system, it always sounded as if, prior to doing some carolling, she ate some "fuckin' pie".

Kiersten said...

What's funny about Christmas music is that it tends to break all of your personal rules.

I, for example, loathe country. Any and all country music. I do NOT listen to it. But there is one CD that we had growing up that I love. And it's...country...but because my mom would play it at Christmas, the slightly twangy, "Christmas time's a comin'! Christmas time's a comin'! Christmas time's a comin'! And I know I'm goin' home!" doesn't set my teeth on edge--it makes me smile.

Kiersten said...

Emmy Lou Harris, Light of the Stable is the CD, in case anyone was wondering.

Completely off topic, I've been a bit in the dumps and so I painted my fingernails a deep, shimmery red and it seems to have obliterated my typing abilities. Emmy Lou Harris keeps coming out Emmy Loud Harries no matter what I do.

Good band name, at least.

JaneyV said...

I believe that was 'funkin' pie'. Yes Brenda Lee's version is the original and best but the Mel 'n' Kim version does have Mel Smith repeatedly asking "punkin' pie anyone?" whist desperately trying to get off with Kim Wilde - 80's comedy gold!

I'm all overcome with nostalgia.

Whirlochre said...

That explains it, Janey.

As for country Christmas classics, the only one I can think of is Saddle Up 'n' Ride 'Em Santa by Duane Mule & The Oklahoma Good Ole Boy Posse — and even that's a made-up example.

Any thoughts, anyone?

And red nail polish? I haven't worn any of that stuff in ages. You may have inspired me to go On The Tran some time over the festive season, Kiersten.

Kiersten said...

It certainly feels cheery. I get all perky looking at it, until I look in the mirror and see my ghastly swollen eyes.

Thanksfully you can do the lovely nail polish without the lovely feminine hormones.

Hmm...apparently red fingernails cause me not only to type worse, but to type ridiculous things as well.

Whirlochre said...

The effects are much, much, worse if you drink the stuff.

Kiersten said...

Thanks for the tip.

Back on topic...my kids run around singing "Jingle Bell Rock." Not the song, just that line, over, and over, and over again.

That, and Rudolph, of course.

My favorite, however, is Dojo now sings, "On the Radio--oh, oh!" Not that I expect you to be familiar with Regina Spektor. But if you were, you'd think it was ever so cute. Especially if you had just downed a bottle of nail polish.

Whirlochre said...

If I'd downed a bottle of nail polish, the first thing I'd head for in the medicine cabinet would be Regina Spector. Sounds like a serum for curing anything.

Kiersten said...

Poor Ms Spektor.

Oh, how is the WIP coming?

My WIP seems to have hit the limit of its uninhibited progress. The last fifteen or twenty thousand words are looming before me with only a skeleton of a plot. Dang characters gave me a development I wasn't planning on.

Whirlochre said...

Thanks to my muke fest, I've lost the momentum a little — and for 'momentum', think snail on velcro.

Today was better, though. A thousand words on one of my four outstanding chapters. After next week, I'm hoping to botch everthing together and go for my first full printout, with a view to spending Christmas drugged up on G&T watching the plot fall apart.

Kiersten said...

Dang mucus.

Still, getting ever closer!

Kiersten said...

Oh, also, pandora internet radio has some fun Christmas station options. I'm feeling dreadfully un-merry, and the "Swing Christmas" is fun.

Whirlochre said...

Yeah. Problem is, I've killed off everyone I need to kill.

Plus — I'm hopeless at consolidating/ending stuff.

But tomorrow I'm scheduled for some hardcore cussing so at least I can look forward to that.

Incidentally, I've just seen your own latest WIPometer reading. If that had come up on a tricorder screen it would have blown Spock's ears off. Go girl.

Whirlochre said...

Pandora Radio. That's funny.

If I get chance, I'll post up some cheesy Christmas hits in my Boredom section to enmerriculate you.

Kiersten said...

You can always kill more people, can't you?

I have complete faith in your abilities to finish. But not to Finnish, because after all, you're British.

Fortunately, I think Spock's ears will be able to stay intact today. Aside from some freelance work needing to be worked, I am ...deleting an entire paragraph of "Whirl doesn't actually want to hear this, get some real life friends you big weirdo, Kiersten!" nonsense.

Of course, no doubt I will get back in the swing of things again soon.

Whirlochre said...

You can always kill more people, can't you?

More sound advice from that nice Mormon mommy...

Kiersten said...

Well, at least I wasn't encouraging the swearing.

McKoala said...

Old rock ones. That remind me of endless discos without a snog from the right boy.

Slade, or was it Wizzard: 'I wish it could be Christmas every day' is right up there with my number ones.

Later on the 'and you forgot cranberries too?' one and the Pogues with Fairytale in New York.

Robin S. said...

My very very very favorite is The Little Drummer Boy, followed by Oh Tannenbaum followed by Beethoven-y stuff. Or Bach.

Robin S. said...

Did my post make it on?

I can't tell....

Robin S. said...

Well, here's what I said, in case it didn't make it through the Blogger gobblydooky thing...

My very very very favorite Christmas song is The Little Drummer Boy, followed by Oh Tannenbaum, followed by Beethoven-y stuff, followed by Bach.

Mom In Scrubs said...

Last year we discovered the BareNaked Ladies album: BareNaked for The Holidays.

We've never looked back.

For Snippets: Barenaked For The Holidays

"Elf's Lament" rocks.

Sarah Laurenson said...

Wow. I think the comments might just be funnier than the post. Might. It's a near thing.

For not being very religious, I actually love the more religious Xmas songs like Oh Holy Night. Ave Maria is one of my all time favorite songs. No diea what the words are, but I think it's the most beautiful piece of music I've ever heard.

Aerin said...

Christmas songs = John Denver and the Muppets. Am I sappy or what? Also the new(ish) Celtic Woman Christmas album. Hubby goes for Charlie Brown Christmas/Vince Guaraldi, but it's a little piano-y for me.

Whirlochre said...

I've had to get the old cassette player out of the attic to play my all-time favourite — a 1986 BBC recording of carols from Canterbury Cathedral. Rays of tinselly frost burst from the speakers. It's triff.

Kiersten said...

Hey Sir, have I mentioned I like the eyebrow action going on in the sidebar?

Of course, we all know I'm a fan of expressive eyebrows.

Whirlochre said...

Glad you like 'em. They sometimes slither down my cheeks and curl up under my nose, making me look like a cross between Salvador Dali and Niki Lauda.

Whirlochre said...

Now here's an interesting thing about Christmas: hatred.

I make no secret of the fact that I hate Chris De Burgh, have always hated Chris De Burgh, and will always hate Chris De Burgh, but his Spaceman Came Travelling crymbo record is currently one of my favourites. Why? Because Son Of Whirl loves it to death. It makes him happy.

How about that for father-son osmosis against all reason?

JaneyV said...

There's a lot of cross-generational bonding with Crimbo records. I like all the 50's stuff - Nat King Coles's Christmas song Chestnuts roasting on an open fire.. and Bing Crosby's I'm dreaming of a white christmas are completely synonymous with yuletide even though I wasn't born when they first came out. I think there's a cozy factor involved - I'm immediately wrapped in in warmth and spicy smells and twinkly lights when I hear them.

Whirlochre said...

Cross-generational bonding? Reminds me of the time my Grandad and I spent Christmas afternoon in A&E after a mishap glueing an Airfix Spitfire.

McKoala said...

I never want to hear The Woman in Red ever again, or I may have to throw things, but A Spaceman Came Travelling has had a sneaky place in my heart since my sister discovered it many years ago.

blogless troll said...

The classics are always great: Perry Como, Nat King Cole, Bing Crosby...

I also dig Chuck Berry's "Merry Christmas, Baby" and Louis Armstrong's "Zat You, Santa Claus?"

Jose Feliciano makes me violent.

So does George Michael.

ril said...

I have all of two Christmas records (both singles). Greg Lake's I Believe in Father Christmas and Mike Oldfield's In Dulci Jubilo.

What more does anyone need?

Whirlochre said...

Definitely two of the best, Ril. Greg Lake is probably my favourite — if only for the purpose of marvelling at the width of his face.

ril said...

Ah, yes, poor old Greg -- born in Cinemascope. Hell of a songwriter, though...

Whirlochre said...

Remarkably fine voice, too. Shame it all went tits up after ELP released Works Vol 1. I don't think Lake has done anything much decent since. The same may actually be said for Mike Oldfield and In Dulce Jubilo, which, if I remember correctly, was 78/79. That was such a bad time for all the old prog bands. They all released such horrid horrid records prior to either splitting up or going all 80s. Wakeman, of course, was doomed from birth.

writtenwyrdd said...

It's gotta be Bing Crosby's original White Christmas album. (There are, apparently, two, because I own both. They have different songs.)

ril said...

I actually quite like Wakeman when he did Gastank at the start of Chanel No. 4. His more recent Grumpy Old Fart stuff, though, is, uh, disappointing...

Whirlochre said...

I've not really listened to any Wankman post Criminal Record. A friend sent me a couple of songs from Rhapsodies (I think) and I underwent immediate ecysis, changed species and switched parallel universe.