‘Tis The Season

You cannot escape the holiday soundtrack… it’s everywhere around you at this time of year and I love it.

While there are many songs that tire quickly (Little Saint Nick, I’m looking at you) here are three that I could listen to on repeat from December 1st right through to Boxing Day.

Dominick The Donkey

This is a terrible song that I inexplicably love and that immediately puts me in a jolly mood around the holidays.  Lou Monte sings about the Italian Rudolph, the amazing Dominick, who helps Santa conquer the hills of Italy.

If you’re looking for a Christmas song that implores you to hook elbows with a friend and circle around in a jig, this is the song for you.


Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

My favourite version of this Christmas classic is the duet between Rowlf the dog and John Denver.  It’s sweet, tender and belies a friendship between the two that plays well with the overall message of the song.

Not much more to say on this one; it’s awesome.

 

Fairytale Of New York

This is my absolute favourite Christmas song and given the number of covers and tributes to the song on YouTube, plus the fact that it is the most-played Christmas Song of the 21st century in the U.K., it would seem  I’m not alone in this.

It’s almost an anti-Christmas song in a way as it’s about a couple looking at their lives, fighting and cursing and it just so happens to be taking place at Christmas.  Not the usual schmaltz we hear in other holiday songs.  But I say “almost” for a reason because, in the end, it is very much a Christmas song.

Christmas is a time to reflect on the past and look ahead to the future.  Following the story of the song, we start off with hope for the future and a turning point from the troubles the couple currently face.  He’s come into some money and hopes that can help them rebuild their lives.  They then wax nostalgic on the past and how great everything was in the beginning before settling in for a row on how terrible things are now due to various drug and alcohol addictions and a failure to make it big as entertainers in an unforgiving city.

But the last verse is an apology.  A coming together.  An outstretched hand seeking reconciliation and a reminder of how intertwined the pair are.  The whole conversation is a reminder of how messy love can be.  How imperfect.

The couple are symbols of everyone who doesn’t fall into the traditional view of Christmas; the warm hearth, surrounded by family, stockings hung with care.  They are the marginalized within our society who spend Christmas in hospitals, on the streets or, in the case of this song, in the drunk tank of a police station.

Christmas is the time for love and togetherness and this song shows that everyone embraces the spirit, regardless of their social standing, and it is ultimately a song about a couple with a well so deeply filled with love and shared experience that they will stay together no matter where they are in life.

If that’s not a Christmas message, I don’t know what is.

Shane MacGowan of the Pogues and Kirsty MacColl play the couple perfectly and, while I am a sucker for a good cover and often find covers that out-do the originals, there is absolutely no doubt in my mind that the original is the gold standard when it comes to this song.

I’ve spent a lot of time over the past week listening to covers of this song and there are a large number of Irish or Gaelic singers who take this on with beautiful effect.

The YouTube channel belongs to Hazel Hayes but it’s her guest Niall McNamee who steals the show with his performance and I’ll be checking out more of his music as a result.

One of the best versions I’ve ever seen live was by STARS.  On a December night years ago we watched them close the show with an amazing rendition of this song, completely filled with all the right passion and emotion in all the right places.

As the encore finished we left Lee’s Palace to find that it had started to snow while we had been in the show.  Big, fat flakes covering everything and the joy of all the concert-goers spilling out into the street carried the song on into the night…

Another Canadian favourite band, Gianni and Sarah from Walk Off The Earth, also do a lovely version of this and love the setting of their video.  Admittedly part of the charm here is having followed this band for years and watching this couple and their relationship and family grow.

With all the controversy over the lyrics over the years, there are a few very whitewashed versions that skip over the fighting verse completely (like they do in the completely wretched A Very Murray Christmas, further adding to the stinkbomb that was this holiday special) or otherwise change the words to make them more palatable for the masses as this couple do in a syrupy-sweet version of the song that is actually heart-warming in their genuine affection for each other, if not true to the nature of the song itself.  Ed Sheeran also shies away from the controversy in a version that is musically well produced but completely emotionally lack.

The last cover I’ll post here is a combination of the Irish lilt I love associated with the song as well as a unique interpretation of the lyrics that doesn’t attempt to whitewash away the naughty bits but rather creates a whole new version of the song and does so rather brilliantly.  Irish folk singer and song writer Christy Moore wins for the most charming Fairytale.

I could listen to every version out there of this song for 24 days straight; now there’s an idea, a musical advent calendar!

Might just need to work on that for next year.

Merry Christmas, everyone.

Hold Me Closer, Tiny Hand Sir…

I am watching America disappear before my eyes, as are you.  The progress the country has made in the last 50 years is slowly disappearing pen stroke after pen stroke.  Lie after Lie after Lie.  Salon has a great recap here: “9 Terrible Things “President” Trump Has Done In Just One Week” (Presidential quotation marks mine).

The only thing that lifts my spirits about the next 6 months are the ideas suggested in this piece by Elizabeth Linder (Update Feb 2025 – link removed as piece deleted from the internet) who writes about the opportunity this “presidency” (again, mine) will provide for new heroes and new storylines to emerge.

In the arc of President Trump’s story, the station of hero – to use Dickens’ phrase – will not be held by Donald Trump. It will be held by someone else – or even more powerfully, by many others. After all, the hero in The Wizard of Oz isn’t actually the Wizard. It is Dorothy Gale, from Kansas. And a rather clever Scarecrow, a splendidly compassionate Tin Man, and a considerably brave Lion. But without the Wizard around whom to frame the story, our Dorothies, our scarecrows, our tin men, and our lions do not spring to life. The absence of a President-hero does not necessarily spell the absence of Presidential-style heroism.

The whole piece is well worth a read, especially if you have been struggling to find the positive in all of this.

And I love that the heroes are already starting to emerge.

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In “President” Trump (seriously, can someone help me make these quotations a thing?) we have someone who is so easily provoked, so thin-skinned, that the mechanism that will cause his undoing is staring us right in the face.

If the popular vote started showing up online, offline, wherever we can – and I’m talking the global popular vote here as well, which is an even more overwhelming a majority than that found in the “U”SA alone (too much? yeah, too much…) – then it cannot be long before we push him into the final downward spiral that will eventually undo his presidency.

“But what about Pence?” the people say.  “He’s no better.”

Yes, yes he is.  Whatever his personal beliefs are he holds nowhere near the swagger or audacity to inflict as much harm as Trump.  He has the personality of a tree stump and would be infinitely better warming the seat of the presidency for the next three and a half years.

“But what if we push him too far?” the people say.  “He can launch nukes within four minutes.”

I say, first of all, why am I pretending there are people saying things just to make my points, but more importantly, all the more reason to act with haste.  A Trump in power for a year may only hold more sway, may only be more powerful and more difficult to take down.  He is showing signs of weakness… he is a weak, weak, pathetic man who is so ignorant as to what the history books will write of him that he actually thinks he is currently beyond reproach and out of our reach.

He isn’t.

And every voice matters.

If he can lose sleep over a tweet or an SNL skit, imagine what 3 million halves of onions can do.

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And now we have reached the part where I remind myself that this is a music blog…

Last August I wrote about the power of Protest Songs and about how so many were lacking in my regular, every day engagement with US politics.  In that piece I asked why I don’t see contemporary protest songs filling my newsfeed and wondered why people weren’t sharing their political beliefs through a medium that has withstood the test of time.

And then, I did absolutely nothing.

Like many, maybe I thought there was no way Trump could win so maybe I didn’t have to use my voice for anything except for that blog post encouraging others to act.

And then he won.

And I was one of the many who, while fearful of the worst, wanted to wait and see what he would actually do once the power and enormity of what he’d gotten himself into settled in.

And I did absolutely nothing again.

It is not much… in the grand scheme of things what I am doing now is small, but it is something.

Dave Eggers is one of my favourite authors of all-time and you can read his very entertaining account of a day spent at a Trump rally here.  In it he notes, among many things, that Trump’s apparent theme song is Elton John’s “Tiny Dancer” and that the rally had more in tune with a Garth Brooks concert than any serious political event.  While Trump blasted out Bruce Springsteen and the Rolling Stone, Eggers muses that those artists support for Trump would be “unlikely”.

It was this experience that motivated him to orchestrate a brilliant movement in October last year – “30 Days, 30 Songs” – in which famous musicians would release new protest songs they had written – one a day for – the last 30 days of the election campaign.

This small something has caught on and now the site is dedicated to 1000 songs in 1000 days; it will publish “original tracks, unreleased live versions, remixes, covers, and previously released but relevant songs that will inspire and amuse and channel the outrage of a nation.”

And I have found the musical mecca from which I will now share and pass on through my own social media efforts.

I’ll be posting a different song every day for the next thirty days across my own social media channels, encouraging people to listen and doing my part in passing on a message from those with much larger microphones than my own.

It’s only the start of what one person can do.

In this day and age you can either sit back and read the news or stand up and be part of it.

Just A Friend

Everyone has their karaoke go-to and Biz Markie’s “Just A Friend” is mine.  It’s got the perfect blend of a sing-along chorus, nostalgic sweetness with just the right amount of “Man, why didn’t I pick that song?” that usually gets a room really engaged.

I’ve been singing this song for close to 20 years and only just now thought to look up and listen to the original song the chorus is based on.  Let’s start with Freddie Scott’s “(You) Got What I Need” from 1968.

Some great lyrics in there…

In a world of salty tears
So afraid and so full of fears
So glad you saved me, dear
(Saved me dear)
You’re the sunshine to my life
Things were wrong, you made them right
How did you do it dear
I’m thankful every day that you came my way
And I hope and pray that you’ll never ever go away

And then of course there’s the famous piano riff in the chorus that lifted Biz Markie into the stratosphere.

Without that piano riff, I wonder where Biz Markie would be today?  He’s honestly one of the most likeable guys out there – dubbed the Clown Prince Of Hip Hop, he’s exactly the kind of guy I would want to hang out with playing video games, eating pizza and talking trash.  I can’t get enough of Biz’s Beat Of The Day on Yo Gabba Gabba; when I fall down that YouTube rabbit hole it’s at least 20-30 minutes before I crawl back out.

 

But for all his likability, he still remains classified as a one-hit wonder – and justifiably so.  Without Google, name one other song of his?

Aside from the catchy hook, I love the story in “Just A Friend”… the song came out in 1989 but the theme is timeless.  For every boy-meets-girl story in existence there are multiple versions of boy-who-didn’t-get-the-girl.  Biz passing along his advice in such a situation makes him a sympathetic character and one we also can’t help but laugh with as he clearly doesn’t take the situation too seriously.

Mozart?  Yo-Mama jokes?  A servant who for no reason dances in and out carrying a fruit platter?  It’s irreverent and hilarious.

Enjoy this trip down one-hit wonder memory lane and next time you’re looking for a karaoke song, keep this one in your back pocket.

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Further Listening

As far as covers go, I also play the song which makes for a bit of fun to hear it on acoustic guitar.  I’m nowhere near as good as this version though… 

Christmas Mourning

I was in a musical-comedy duo in University called Yodacock.

The band name stemmed from a late-night drunken conversation around whether or not there were any female Yodas in the galaxy and, if there were, how fornication between the two Yoda genders would take place.

That’s probably enough said about the name.

We played coffee-houses, the campus pub and, mostly, for our friends.  We hit it big in our residence with a song called “Necropheliac”, sung in the style of 1950’s doo-wop about a guy who didn’t let death stand in the way from continuing his relationship with his girl, and the song was catchy as hell.  “Shelby”, a song about unrequited love for a girl who worked the same shift at McDonalds as my partner, was also full of heart and had everyone singing along.  We reached a modicum of success around campus and enjoyed making people laugh.

At the end of the school year we made a tape in our dorm room using an old four-track system borrowed from a friend and sold 300 copies.  Proceeds funded our top two priorities: more blank cassettes and beer.

After the early success of “Shelby” and “Necropheliac” we thought we could do no wrong and proceeded to write a Christmas song and took it to various floors of the residence as the term wound down and the holidays approached.  Our other songs had been happy, hopeful, bouncy, wistful even… “Christmas Mourning” took all of that and set it aflame.  Some got the darker side to our humour and loved it but for many it was just depressing as fuck.  It went on to become our least requested song, so I find it funny that it is the first Yodacock song to appear on this blog.

Written in December, 1997 and appearing for the first time on Youtube, I present, Christmas Mourning.

I haven’t thought about this song in years and it is still a secret favourite of mine on the whole tape.  As I listen to it again now I am instantly transported back to the first time we performed it and the shocked look on everyone’s faces, jaws dropped, not knowing how to react or whether or not to even laugh.

Singing to a pub full to the brim of people singing along to the chorus of “Necropheliac” doesn’t even compare in my mind to the reaction this song got out of people.

Merry Christmas, everyone.

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Further Listening – Some Happier Music

For those who maybe need a palate cleanser, here are my two absolute favourite songs to listen to at this time of year.

Dominick The Italian Christmas Donkey – there is simply no happier Italian Christmas song than this.

And for the sentimental side of the holiday season, there is no better song than this in my books, and no better version of it.

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas, as sung by Rowlf and John Denver.

Band Aid

It’s that time of year and Do They Know It’s Christmas is one of those holiday songs that defies genre and is played on almost every radio station I listen to.  It’s a holiday staple and by far the best of the three major singles to come out of the 1984-85 Band Aid initiatives to raise awareness and funds for the starving in Ethiopia.

Not only was the song the best of the bunch, it was the first of the bunch, leading other countries to put together their own Supergroup singles and it was also a pre-cursor to other fundraising initiatives like Comic Relief and Geldof’s own Live Aid concert.

Do They Know It’s Christmas, when compared to other Band Aid songs, is simply a better written song.  It’s the one in the bunch that paints the best picture of the bleakness of the situation in Ethiopia and is the strongest call to action to give and to feed the world.

Not that that makes it a great song, musically.  In this specific genre of song it is more about the intentions, spectacle and eventual outcome than the actual song itself.  It’s an engaging genre where you try to pick out the voices in the song and entertaining to see pairings of stars you would never see otherwise.

The song made massive amounts of money for charity – Geldof had hoped to raise £70 000 and the song ended up making over  £8 Million – and was an instant number one in the UK and many other countries, except the U.S. where, despite outselling the number 1 single 4 to 1, it received very little airplay in videoland which hurt its overall status.

My dad, who was born and raised on the Isle Of Wight, loved this song and it made its way onto his mix tapes that were listened to all year.  It’s not so much a Christmas song to me as it is a memory of a pop/rock sensation that you couldn’t escape.  I would be mowing the lawn in the middle of summer while Do They Know It’s Christmas blasted out of the mega speakers in the shed that my dad had turned into a mini concert hall as a part of the ongoing war with our neighbours.  But that’s a story for another time…

Have a look and listen now to the song that started it all.

Now, on the other end of the spectrum and a song that had no place in our house or on our mix tapes, was We Are The World.  Even a jaded Geldof himself, years after, admitted that Do They Know Its Christmas was not a good song musically.

In reference to it he said “I am responsible for two of the worst songs in history. The other one is ‘We Are the World‘.”

The difference in message is subtle, but it’s there, right in the title.  While the U.K. asks if “They” know it’s Christmas, in typical American fashion the song was made to be all themselves.  We Are The World positions the issue as one that needs to include Americans for it to be in any way relatable, as if caring for others without including yourself is an impossible concept to grasp.

Musically, the song is as sappy as it gets.  While the U.K. single hits a beat and a rock rhythm in the first 50 seconds, it takes 2 minutes and 40 seconds for anything interesting to happen muscially in the American song when Michael Jackson comes in and brings the smallest bit of flavour.  Outside of Stevie Wonder at the 4:52 mark, there are very few shining moments in the song by the artists.  The song continues forever and you just. want. it. to. end.

Not that any of that stopped We Are The World from becoming a monster hit in its own right and, again, it’s not about the music but rather the intentions, entertainment value and outcomes that matter.

Have a look and, before we get to the last song on the list, when you watch this video pay particular attention to the style and clothing worn by the artists.

In my family, sandwiched right in the middle of these two Supergroup Band Aid Singles, was the Canadian venture into the territory – Tears Are Not Enough.

This song was on just as many mix tapes as Do They Know It’s Christmas and my parents were huge fans of it.  We heard it on the radio on CHUM Fm before we had seen the video and I remember sitting around the kitchen table with them as they guessed out loud who was singing which part of the song.

While we as a country had (and still do!) more than our fair share of music celebrity given our population, Bryan Adams and Neil Young were not on the same level as Michael Jackson and Bono.  I remember my parents even getting stumped and never having heard of some of the names involved in recording the track.

The song picks up at the 1:14 mark with the first introduction of the chorus and Bryan Adams is definitely the first voice to kick the song up a notch just prior to that.  The sweet and sappy sticks throughout the entire song, but somehow the choices of who sings which lines and the various musical stylings involved raise this song above We Are The World and keep things interesting from artist to artist and line to line.

If you remember the song and know it well enough, who among us doesn’t pretend we are Corey Hart for just a few seconds or, even better, at the song’s best moment, Geddy Lee.}

Hell, it’s even fun to fumble our way through the French verse.

I like how the group grows as well… as the song builds, so does the chorus group.

Comparing the message to the other two, it is typically Canadian.  Like America, we are more self-reflective than the U.K. version, but in an almost self-deprcaiting way.

“Don’t you know that Tears Are Not Enough?”

It gently scolds and plays up on our guilt – a uniquely Canadian perspective within this particular genre.

The video below is the best quality one on YouTube – at the bottom I’ve put a link to the original music video that included news footage and even a cameo from Wayne Gretsky.

Lastly, a quick comment on our style… remember what the Americans were wearing?  What the hell was up just a few miles North?  Why did Canadian celebrities in the 80’s dress like their parents did them up for school picture day?  It’s hilarious to watch and David Foster’s enthusiasm is easy to mock as well… lots to laugh at with this video but also lots to enjoy.

And that’s what I love about this genre of song – they are both bad and good at the same time.  At a time when our obsession with celebrity was at a more manageable level, these songs gave us a huge dose of what we craved: rich and famous people, working together, trying to do good and improve the living conditions for others who are less fortunate.

It’s the right time of year to revisit that notion and, through the lens of nostalgia and the cultural forgiveness that comes with it, be inspired again.

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Further Viewing – The original Tears Are Not Enough music video in full and a short doc around the making of the song that is also worth the watch.