Christmas Tales Of Giving And Receiving
Is there anyone out there who doesn’t like Christmas music in some way, shape, or form? I might get a bit twitchy when I hear Jingle Bell Rock played for the 47th time in 2 hours on the radio, but I can listen to a Pentatonix Christmas album all night long.
My favorite Christmas carol was on an old LP my mother had decades ago. It was not mainstream and for some reason as a kid — I just latched onto that song. No one has ever heard of it and no one ever covers it.
It simply exists in its own little bubble. I’ve included it at the bottom of the post for your listening pleasure.
But back to the larger discussion. Music. What joy is there in music in general and in Christmas music in particular? From the songs of our favorite Christmas shows — (You’re A Mean One! Mr. Grinch!) to the most glorious Ave Maria sung at Midnight Mass by a full-on choir — music and The Gift it brings us cannot be separated from Christmas.
Christmas is full of music. Musicals, Bellringers, Christmas concerts, carolers… Christmas was MADE for JOYFUL NOISES!
Even those of us who can’t sing to save our asses find a way to belt out Rudolf The Red Nose Reindeer without too much embarrassment.
Christmas, you see, gives us That Gift. The excuse to be able to open our hearts and raise our voices without guilt or hesitation. We can tell anyone who tells us that we can’t sing very well to “Fuck off”… because it’s Christmas!
And everyone — everywhere gets to sing on Christmas!
“The joy our children share spreads Christmas everywhere…”