Today’s luck of the Holidailies click: Holiday songs made “hip.”
Oh boy, that’s such a loaded topic for me. My parents were born in the 1920s, so I grew up listening to Frank Sinatra, Bing Crosby, Tony Bennett, Perry Como, Nat King Cole, Kate Smith, and of course, Vic Damone, as my mother knew him when she was in high school and he sang in the choir at the church where my parents married.
In fact, my mother wasn’t one for decorating and held off on it as long as possible—we did everything on Christmas Eve, from the lights to the tree, and it all came down the day after New Year’s—but the surefire way to get her motivated was to put this on the “hi-fi.”
Point is, I’m kind of fussy about holiday songs made hip. I’d just as soon try out new songs, as there may be a future classic among them. The Beach Boys’ “Little Saint Nick” and Paul McCartney’s “Wonderful Christmastime” are “old,” and in my book “classic,” but were “hip” when they came out, so I’m willing to give newer stuff a try. (And I realize I might be one of 14 people in the world who actually like “Wonderful Christmastime,” but the heart wants what the heart wants.)
Oh, I’ll still give new spins on old songs a try, just in case. But this can be risky. My ears bled for a week after hearing Bob Dylan’s album, “Christmas in the Heart” a few years ago. One of my buddies posted a photo of her reaction to it on Facebook. She put it on, listened, and snapped a picture of her first facial expression in response to it, so I took a cue from her and…
Actual reaction to hearing Bob Dylan’s Christmas album.
There is one notable exception to my “don’t mess with the old stuff” rule, however: I love the Cocteau Twins’ version of “Frosty the Snowman.” This might be an acquired taste because Liz Fraser’s style is just so out there, but that’s why I like it.
What say you? Are some songs sacrosanct? Or are you okay with new spins on old holiday favorites?