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LET'S TALK TURKEY: You're probably sitting on the couch
right now, bloated from cramming turkey and stuffing down your
gullet, plotting just how you're gonna navigate your way to the
nearest shopping mall to buy overpriced crap for your loved ones,
all in the name of Jesus (or the menorah, or whatever the pagan
infidels are celebrating these days). That's right folks, it's
Thanksgiving--the busiest shopping weekend of the year, and the
first inkling local merchants have of how much green will be passing
through their doors this holiday season. Everyone's out for your
cash right now, and record labels and the artists that pay the
bills are no exception. It's the time of the season when your
local record stores are chock full of the latest Christmas albums
by just about everybody who's ever recorded a note of music for
popular consumption. So in an effort to make your holiday season
a happy one, with just the right seasonal music to set the mood
of those family get-togethers we all love so much, here I sit,
wading through the latest batch of Christmas platters...so you
don't have to.
There's the brand new Vince Gill, Breath of Heaven
(MCA), in which the smooth country crooner sings the usual Christmas
fare--"Winter Wonderland," "Silver Bells"
and the like--over orchestral arrangements by Patrick Williams.
If I didn't know ol' Vince was a country singer (or what passes
for country on the airwaves these days), I sure as hell wouldn't
have guessed it from this too-tasteful-to-be-at-all-interesting
collection. Can you say crossover?
Fresh off their live-in-concert spectacular on the Disney Channel
(what, you missed it?), squeaky-clean Caucasian b-boy wannabes
'N Sync offer up Home for Christmas (RCA), a document
of just how bland recorded music can be. To their credit, the
harmonies are nice and they get bonus points for attempting to
broaden the canon of holiday songs by putting mostly new tunes
on the disc, rather than just recycling the usual suspects. (Does
anyone really think they're gonna do an interpretation of "Silent
Night" that makes us hear it like we've never heard it before?)
But when the music is as shitty as this, what's the point?
Due to the overwhelming success of last year's surprise holiday
hit, Christmas Eve and Other Stories, the Trans-Siberian
Orchestra has released a follow up called The Christmas
Attic (Atlantic), apparently the second part of a planned
trilogy. Trans-Siberian founder Paul O'Neill has previously produced
such big-name rock bands as Aerosmith, and was responsible for
penning the 1995 rock opera Dead Winter Dead, which was
performed by now-forgotten hair-metal band Savatage. Although
the record's press kit describes Attic as "combining
elements of rock with the majesty of symphonic instruments, Broadway
voices and echoes of traditional holiday favorites," I'd
describe it as the original cast recording of an insipid Christmas
off-Broadway musical with pseudo prog-rock band Asia sitting in
the orchestra pit. It'll probably outsell it's predecessor two-to-one.
Other notable releases include Merry Axemas Volume 2
(Sony), the follow-up to last year's wildly successful release
in which technical guitar virtuosos interpret Christmas classics
in an attempt to see who can cram the most noodling into the shortest
of space. This year's batch includes such shredders as former
Billy Idol guitarist Steve Stevens, Zakk Wylde, jazzman Al DiMeola,
and world-renowned naturist Ted Nugent.
North Carolina's Squirrel Nut Zippers have just put out
Christmas Caravan (Mammoth), one of the more promising
releases of this year's holiday crop. Combining eight original
Christmas songs (hooray for originals!) and two standards stamped
with the Zippers' hot-house meets ragtime style, these guys and
a gal can do no wrong so far, and I don't suspect Caravan
to be an exception to that rule.
Yet another newly released compilation of standards, Ultimate
Christmas (Arista), combines classic tunes by Sarah McLachlan,
Boyz II Men, and Whitney Houston, with dead musical giants such
as Elvis Presley, Ella Fitzgerald, and Nat King Cole, not to mention
the occasional selection by living artists that should be dead
(I'm sure Kenny G's interpretation of "Silver Bells"
is riveting). And to confuse whatever demographic they're shooting
for on this one, add to the list Luciano Pavoratti, Judy Garland,
and Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass.
Evolving out of Darol Anger's acclaimed 1997 "new acoustic"
music project, Heritage, comes A Christmas Heritage
(Koch), which includes contributions from guitarist/mandolinist
Mike Marshall, mandolinist/vocalist Tim O'Brien, banjo virtuoso
Alison Brown, pianist Philip Aaberg, and bassist Todd Phillips,
in addition to Anger's fiddle. This one's a sure crowd-pleaser
amongst the folkier set.
And I'd be remiss if I didn't at least mention in passing a few
of my holiday faves, even though they aren't new. While its legend
only seems to grow with every passing year, 1963's Christmas
Gift for You from Phil Spector is considered by many
the greatest Christmas album ever made. Showcasing Spector's famous
"wall of sound" production, as well as the vocal talent
of such Spector protégés as the Crystals, Darlene
Love, and the Ronettes, the record is a pop masterpiece that's
withstood the test of time.
Another oldie I've always cherished is James Brown's
Funky Christmas, in which the Godfather of Soul grunts and
screams his way through a collection of standards in a way only
the inventor of the "goodfoot" dance could. Funky, indeed.
A couple of recent favorites include Just Say Noel
(Geffen), which sports an eclectic roster of contemporary off-the-beaten-path
artists doing original seasonal tunes (with the exception of deceased
folk-soul crooner Ted Hawkins' beautiful rendition of "Amazing
Grace"). Highlights on this one include Beck's "Little
Drum Machine Boy," in which the cross-cultural genius celebrates
his Jewish heritage by throwing a Hebrew prayer in the background;
rap gods The Roots covering the De La Soul classic "Millie
Pulled a Pistol on Santa"; and one of the best titles you'll
find on a Christmas album, Sonic Youth's "Santa Doesn't Cop
Out on Dope".
But the album that's rescued me from the holiday blues for the
last few years has to be Punk Rock Xmas. A compilation
spanning old-schoolers like the Ramones ("Merry Christmas
(I Don't Wanna Fight Tonight)") and The Damned ("There
Ain't No Sanity Clause"), with new-school progenitors like
Pansy Division ("Homo Christmas") and The Frogs ("Here
Comes Santa's Pussy"), you'd be hard pressed to find a more
offensive and fun holiday album.
And finally, in the "Who's Actually Gonna Buy This Crap?"
department, there's a company in Burbank, California called P.S.
I Love You! that will record a personalized Christmas song
for a loved one for as little as $39.95. I wish I had the space
to print their entire press release, but here are some choice
excerpts:
"This Christmas, imagine that special someone in your life
being serenaded by singers who have performed with such artists
as SERGIO MENDEZ, BETTE MIDDLER (sic), RINGO STARR, VICKI CARR
and many others. (P.S. I Love You! has) crafted beautiful songs
and personalizes each one for that special person in your life,
so it sounds like the song was written and recorded just for them.
If you were to hire our professional singers and songwriters,
and rent a recording studio, you would spend thousands of dollars!"
For once, I am speechless. If you're a sucker, call 1-800-725-SONG.
Happy Thanksgiving and happy shopping!
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