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Christmas Song List 2011 – Advent Blog Day 19

We’ve made a holiday playlist this Christmas — we do it every other year or so.  Paul did all of the selecting and I calligraphied the cover. Here’s the song list:


Home for the Holidays – Emmy the Great & Tim Wheeler
Let It Snow – Leon Redbone
Santa Baby – Pink Martini
The Man With the Bag – Animal, Floyd & Zoot
Christmastime Is Killing Us – From “Family Guy”
We Need a Little Christmas – Patrick Wilson
Lonely This Christmas – Mud A’s, B’s and Rarities
The Wren – Kate Rusby
Calling On Mary – Aimee Mann
Among Angels – Kate Bush
Winter In the Sun – Brandon Schott
Christmas Lights – Coldplay
When the Thames Froze – Smith & Burrows
This Is Christmas – Curt Smith
One More Sleep ’til Christmas – Kermit the Frog
Santa Lost a Ho – The Christmas Jug Band
Marshmallow World – Raul Malo
Sleigh Ride – The Wurzels
Home for the Holidays – Cyndi Lauper & Norah Jones
Christmas Is All Around – Bill Nighy (as “Billy Mack”)

The lettering came out okay, but I’m most pleased at how the little snowman came out. Here’s a close-up.

Hope your holidays are merry and bright.


Favorite Holiday Song: Advent Blog Day 8

Paul and I are putting together a Christmas CD / playlist of favorites to share with friends.  Or rather, Paul has put it together and I've spent today listening to it and trying to decide if I like the songs and their order. This is in no way a hardship as I love Christmas music (well, good Christmas music anyway) and can be caught singing along.  This is embarrassing both because it forces me to admit that I know all the words (the amount of my brainspace devoted to song lyrics may explain why I've always struggled to learn foreign languages) and because I have a terrible singing voice. 

I like the mix Paul has put together (when it's finalized I'll share it here) but even more than that, it's reminded me of my all time favorite Christmas song that I never hear too much.  It's "Home For the Holidays" sung by Perry Como.  I start thinking about it at Thanksgiving and resist giving it up until sometime after Twelfth Night. 


Give it a play and sing along.  Just for me.  And then leave a comment with your favorite holiday song. :) 

Home For the Holidays by  ROBERT ALLEN, AL STILLMAN 

Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays
'Cause no matter how far away you roam
When you pine for the sunshine of a friendly gaze
For the holidays you can't beat home, sweet home

I met a man who lives in Tennessee
And he was headin' for
Pennsylvania and some homemade pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania folks are trav'lin' down
To Dixie's sunny shore
From Atlantic to Pacific, gee,
The traffic is terrific!

Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays
'Cause no matter how far away you roam
If you want to be happy in a million ways
For the holidays you can't beat home, sweet home

Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays
'Cause no matter how far away you roam
When you pine for the sunshine of a friendly gaze
For the holidays you can't beat home, sweet home

I met a man who lives in Tennessee
And he was headin' for
Pennsylvania and some homemade pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania folks are trav'lin' down
To Dixie's sunny shore
From Atlantic to Pacific, gee,
The traffic is terrific!

Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays
'Cause no matter how far away you roam
If you want to be happy in a million ways
For the holidays you can't beat home, sweet home

Another Christmas Play List

baublesConfession: something even those of you who know me well may not know is that I dearly and deeply love Christmas music. I start listening to it the day after Thanksgiving (actually after dinner most years) and keep it up right through twelfth night (or el noche de los tres reyes if you prefer). This is something of an inherited disorder — my parents are into holiday music of all sorts and own every Christmas song Nat King Cole (a family Christmas god) ever sang. My grandmother would bribe me to learn Christmas songs to plink out on the piano for her. I have a terrible singing voice, but nonetheless, always sang along.

As is our custom every some years, Paul and I put together a playlist of Christmas / Holiday / Seasonal / Whatever-you-prefer-to-call-it with which we’ll torment gift our family and some friends. I’d probably send them to more people were Paul not around to remind me that not everyone is into Christmas music.

1. Another Christmas Song / Stephen Colbert
2. It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas / Perry Como
3. Baby, It’s Cold Outside / Willie Nelson & Norah Jones
4. I’d Like You For Christmas / Julie London
5. Must Be Santa / Bob Dylan
6. December Will Be Magic Again / Kate Bush
7. Blue Christmas / Dean Martin
8. Mele Kalikimaka / Bette Midler
9. Away In A Manger / Los Lonely Boys
10.Twelve Days Of Christmas / John Denver & The Muppets
11.Can I Interest You In Hannukah? / Stephen Colbert and Jon Stewart
12. White Wine In the Sun / Tim Minchin
13. Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas / Aimee Mann
14. Stop the Cavalry / Jona Lewie
15. Winter Wonderland / Doris Day
16. Caroling, Caroling / Nat King Cole
17. Jingle Bell Rock / Neil Diamond
18. Another Christmas Song / Jethro Tull
19. We Wish You A Merry Christmas / John Denver and The Muppets
20. All You Need Is Love / The Beatles

Past years have been more heavily weighted toward traditional carols. This year we have fewer of those, only one actually, “Hark the Herald Angels Sing” by Los Lonely Boys. What we have instead are some fun and (I think) beautiful finds. The most lovely of them is one Paul added called “White Wine in the Sun” by comedian Tim Minchin. I think one of the reasons I find it so moving is the idea of Christmas being a holiday spent sitting outside on a patio in the sunshine with my family– being a native Californian, snow at Christmas seems deeply exotic. In any case, listen for yourself and see what you think.

I’ve tweeted about this already, but this year Bob Dylan brought out a Christmas album to raise money to fight hunger and homelessness at home and abroad. Bob Dylan, singing traditional Christmas songs — sounds like a joke, right? I bought the album partly because the reviews were polarized (I’m always curious when that happens), partly because the concept sounded funny, and because the money was for a good cause. The joke was on me. Since it arrived I’ve probably listened to it all the way through at least six times. The contrast between the very traditional arrangements of Christmas classics and Dylan’s broken voice (not he ever sang like Nat King Cole) makes me want to sing too.

So now that I’ve shown you mine (so to speak), what’s your favorite holiday song? Assuming you like the music at all.

Where The Raspberry Women Have Gone

I was working part time in a five-and-dime
My boss was mr. mcgee
He told me several times that he didnt like my kind
cause I was a bit 2 leisurely

When I went in to the local Coffee Bean to get my daily morning dose of caffeine via skim sf vanilla latte this morning, I was bowled over by nostalgia.  I was standing there surrounded by girls from St. Monica's high school (their uniforms are very like my own Notre Dame Academy one was) and found myself feeling like maybe I was headed to morning class too. 

Seems that I was busy doing something close 2 nothing
But different than the day before
Thats when I saw her, ooh, I saw her
She walked in through the out door, out door

I couldn't figure out what was going on at first.  The music volume was set low, as though the barristas had been told not to have it on too loud too early.  But there it was in the back ground — Prince before he was the artist formerly known as singing. 

Built like she was
She had the nerve 2 ask me
If I planned 2 do her any harm

So, look here
I put her on the back of my bike
And-a we went riding
Down by old man johnsons farm

Prince's 1999 and Purple Rain albums were huge at my high school — but I wasn't a fan.  They were just there in the background.  This seems odd now because I'm always so pleased (as I was this morning) to hear any of his songs playing. 

I said now, overcast days never turned me on
But something about the clouds and her mixed

She wasnt 2 bright
But I could tell when she kissed me
She knew how 2 get her kicks

My sister was a fan (and she owned the albums so I got to listen to them a lot), but I was more into the music of the LA scene at the time — Tom Petty, Oingo Boingo, Concrete Blond and the Red Hot Chili Peppers.  And now I remember us arguing during the Grammy's in 1984 about whether Born in the USA or Purple Rain should win album of the year.  We were both passionate about our favorites.  And both indignant when Lionel Richie won for whatever he'd produced. 

She wore a
Raspberry beret
The kind u find in a second hand store
Raspberry beret
And if it was warm she wouldnt wear much more
Raspberry beret
I think I love her

One of my best memories of high school was cutting for the day in the spring of 1983 to go with friends to hear a new band play a free concert at UCLA.  The new band was REM and we were all given a free copy of their first release — Murmur.  I loved it and played the tap until it broke.

The rain sounds so cool when it hits the barn roof
And the horses wonder who u are
Thunder drowns out what the lightning sees
U feel like a movie star

It's funny now to remember all the music I loved and was so important to me in the 1980s, my days in junior high, high school and college.  Important enough that I had to have a fake ID, not to drink (booze seemed easy enough to get and not very important anyway — we all drank what we could when we could) but so that I could get into the clubs on Sunset and listen and dance with my friends. 

They say the first time aint the greatest
But I tell ya
If I had the chance 2 do it all again

Dancing to Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers at the Whiskey — finding out where Oingo Boingo would be any given night.  It all seemed so wild then and now feels so innocent somehow.  I didn't have the problem a lot of my friends did with my parents hating my music or somehow trying to keep me from listening to whatever I wanted.  They were children of the 1960s and had their own favorites.  And my dad became a fan of a lot of what I loved at the time, my mom favoring my sister's choices.  One of the things I really grateful to them for was for not seeing music as somehow evil or corrupting.  When my brother got into AC/DC and the Scorpions, they didn't find the music horrible and satanic.  Instead, my dad listened to it too and even surprised my brother by taking him and his best friend to a couple concerts.  The downside of their always listening to our music was, of course, that they constantly borrowed albums.  I still haven't entirely forgiven my dad for stealing my Pink Floyd "The Wall" tape set — especially since I'd had to buy it myself and it was a lot of cash for a 12 year old.

I wouldnt change a stroke
cause baby Im the most
With a girl as fine as she was then

This was early days in MTV — we'd all come over to each other's houses after school to watch.  There were so few videos that in about 3 hours of watching you could see everything there was to watch.  And by keeping up, literally see everything as it came out.  It all seemed so exciting — even the silly bands like the Go-Gos, B-52s,Cars and Bangles.  As I stood in line this morning, straining to hear Prince talk about his first time, I caught myself thinking "the 80s were such a great decade for music — so much better than today" and blushed.

The kind u find
The kind u find
Oh no no
raspberry beret
and if it was warm
she wouldnt wear much more
Yeah raspberry beret

I think i… I think I… I think I love her

This is, of course, what I used to roll my eyes at hearing my parents' friends say about the late 1960s.   To their credit, my parents didn't think that. I remembered my dad saying "yeah, there was great music then, but a lot of crap too.  We just don't remember the crap."  And of course there was great music in the 80s.  But there was a lot of crap too.  I just find myself missing the crap as well sometimes.  And god knows there's some great music coming out now.  Rock is fun, as well it should be.

No no no
No no no the kind u find
in a second hand store
raspberry beret

Meantime, I wondered what the girls from St. Monica's would think of the old lady behind them wondering about kids today and their music.  And just at that moment, one of them started singing along while another excitedly shouted "Hey, that's Prince!  Turn it up! Turn it up!"

Tell me
Where have all the raspberry women gone?

Still bleary because I hadn't yet had my caffeine, I started laughing.   They couldn't have been born a day before 1999, young enough to be my daughters.  But there they were.  Raspberry women.


July passed with no entries at all.  How can this be?  Maybe I've made this blog too serious.  Or maybe my life is getting too trivial.  Anyway, something like that.

I've been neglecting this poor little blog and I feel bad about it.  But I'm determined it's not going to be abandoned.   So I'm going to do a meme I got tagged for a while ago and maybe even pass it on to a few others who could also do it and then I'd feel like I was blogging again.  It's the music meme which has me list the ten songs I currently like best and / or am listening to most. 

I used to be a wannabe music snob caused by dating the wrong men and
hanging with the wrong crowd.  Now though I'm old and listen to what I
like.  Mostly I look to music to be energizing.  Especially lately
since do most of my listening on the ipod during my walks.

That said, doing this has made me realize I'm not listening to enough new music. 

So what I'm into:

American Girl by Tom Petty — I've loved this song since I
was in high school.  Maybe even a little before.  Which means for more
than 20 years.  Ack.  But I still love it.

Birdhouse in Your Soul by They Might Be Giants — a song
Paul introduced me to.  It's definitely the most mood lifting song
that's ever been written. 

Baby's Got Back
Sir-Mix-A-Lot — okay, nothing makes me groove like this song.  It puts
spring in my step and wiggle in my walk.  Even though, despite some
earlier questions, I don't seem to have a problem keeping my hands off
my own booty.  🙂

Bent by MatchboxTwenty — it's hard and loving at the same
time.  And Ron Thomas rocks my world, though I think he looks a little
too sensitive (ugh!) on his new album.   

Here Comes the Sun
by Nina Simone — I like the original Beatles version too.  But Nina Simone's both rips my heart out and makes me smile. 

Leather and Lace
by Stevie Nicks — it's just what I want to hear sometimes.  I've always loved her voice.

Happy Phantom by Tori Amos — It's fun and silly and I
always end up singing along.  That should also make it a bit scary.
This reminds me I don't have her new album Beekeeper yet and I want
it.  Hmm… soon.  Very soon.

All About Chemistry
Semisonic — it's sexy and innocent and oh so singable.  I like
California and Closing Time too, but really one song per band is gonna
have to be it.

Flowers In the Window
by Travis — I'm still a newlywed and this is a very sweet love song. 

Evil Ways by Santana — this is going to stand for a lot of
Santana.  I love listening to him no matter who's singing.  It makes me
think of my dad who was always a fan.  Why haven't I been to one of
Carlos's concerts anyway?

Brown-Eyed Girl
by El Chicano
— I know the orginal is by Van Morrison and it's great too.  But this
song is all about  la vida loca.  I love it and it makes me feel pretty when I
hear it.  How many songs can you say that about?

Okay, so I did 11.  Who would I take out?  Deal with it!

Now for the hard part, the memeing back:

Because he rocks my world.  And if I like what he's found I can put it
on my iPod too.  Michelle – because her blog is so smart I just want to know what she listens to.

Chris – because her writing always delights me and because she wrote such a great entry on the book meme I posted here in March. And she wrote about Cake and I discovered I like them.

Texican – because I wonder if he's still reading.

Alex – because he remembered my birthday even though we don't almost share one.

Sparkle – because we almost share a birthday (even though she's still a kid and I'm an old lady) and because I'm seeing her tomorrow and can tell her about it.

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