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My grown-up Christmas (play) list

(NOTE: “My Grown Up Christmas List” does NOT make the cut! I dislike it muchly…)

In an attempt to counterbalance my Grinchy-ness about Christmas, I thought I would share the songs that I do want to hear; however, I refuse to make myself a playlist or CD: it has to just happen.

“Christmas Wrapping” The Waitresses
I don’t know why…I just love this one and it’s not the holidays without it. Maybe because it’s relatively obscure.

“O Holy Night” Josh Groban ONLY
I can sing it one octave up and feel like a freaking opera star…and let’s face it: Josh is pretty!
“God Rest Ye, Merry Gentlemen/ We Three Kings” Barenaked Ladies w/ Sarah McLachlan
Seriously…my favorite band and they do such a great job with this song…it’s fun and funky
“Do They Know it’s Christmas” by the stars of Band Aid.
Because nothing screams Happy Holidays like starving children in Africa! Whatevs, it’s still a good song. My sister in law’s fave, so it needs to be on the list.
“Little Drummer Boy” Pentatonix
…because wow! This a cappella group is the bomb diggity!
“The 12 Days of Christmas” Straight No Chaser
How can you go wrong with an a cappella group of men who reference Toto’s “Africa”?
“You’re a Mean One, Mister Grinch” by Thurle Ravenscroft.
You read that right…the guy who sang it in the original animated feature. A couple of other guys have done an okay job of it– but there’s nothing like the original.
“Better Days” Goo Goo Dolls
Don’t tell me this isn’t a Christmas song! It gets played on the pop stations all year, but it’s about baby Jesus and gifts and resolutions and shut up your face…Christmas!
“I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas” but I don’t know who sings it
…but with a title like that, who cares? It’s adorable.

“Dominic the Italian Christmas Donkey” Lou Monte (thanks, hon!)
At least no one had been stupid enough to remake it and muck it up.

“Wonderful Christmastime” Paul McCartney
It’s just nice to hear. And hello! Paul McCartney!
I think that’s pretty much it…I’ll add more as I remember them.

 

EDIT: fixed typos, added Lou Monte and Paul McCartney, and I also wanted to mention that I actually heard BNL w/ Sarah McLachlan today on my way to pick up the Christmas Cards! I call it an ‘organic’ listening experience: it just started playing on the radio– I like to think I was rewarded for taking the long way ’round to the store.

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A side “note,” if you will

In case you haven’t noticed, I do tend to quote pop songs, mostly from the ’80s.

I’m almost too young for most folk to believe this, but I was “there” when MTV started. My dad, who moved to the US in the ’70s, was a big fan of popular American radio. That coupled with the advent of cable TV meant that when that magical combination of music and television arrived, my family was all over it.

My sister (who is 8 1/2 years older than I) was definitely the fangirl of the ’80s music. She’s the one who had the Journey, Styx, and Duran Duran posters all over our room. The one who got to go to the Rush concert at Madison Square Garden. The one who wore the fingerless lace gloves and jelly bangles. The one who will probably be embarrassed if she finds out that I’ve written that last part down.

Saturdays at my house, especially in the summer, meant sitting at the dining room table with my summer library choices and MTV playing in the background. I adored watching the videos… “She Blinded Me With Science,” “Rio,” and “Dancing in the Dark.” Most of them were pretty cheesy, even then. The clothes and the hair… Dee Snider and David Lee Roth made me laugh.

Girls just wanted to have fun, and I would dance if I wanted to, leaving my friends behind. My house was in the middle of my street, and I knew that the owner of a lonely heart was better than the owner of a broken heart. Martha Quinn and Mark Goodman introduced me and the rest of America to Madonna, Prince, and Devo.

Even today, when I’m listening to my satellite radio and a song from the ’80s comes on, I’m taken back to my childhood. I recall the words that were buried in the recesses of my brain faster than even I can believe it.

Too rah, too rah tah loo rah.
He bop, she bop, a we bop.
Too shy-shy, hush-hush, eye-to-eye.

“Springsteen, Madonna, way before Nirvana
There was U2, and Blondie, and music still on MTV.”

You get what I’m saying.