xmas countdown

Archives
Subscribe

xmas countdown

Archive

xmas countdown: 11 more sleeps

Jingle Bells - Kaskade (feat. Soran)

I’ve never heard a more serious version of Jingle Bells. At the end of , Ella Fitzgerald shouts “” and the vocals cut off sharply enough that I wonder if she started laughing. Bing Crosby sings the verses quite straightforwardly, but then the Andrews Sisters start and otherwise seem to be goofing around.

#53
December 14, 2019
Read more

xmas countdown: 12 more sleeps

What Child Is This - PIQSIQ

From what I've read, Inuit throat singing isn't exactly a musical tradition. Traditionally, it's more of a rap (well, beatboxing) battle.

Two women stand face to face, close enough to hold each other's arms, and pass a rhythm back and forth, each filling the spaces where the other breathes. The loser is the one who breaks down laughing or misses a beat. The oral history doesn't recount when the tradition started, but it does say that the women would sing to entertain themselves and their children while the men were away on long hunts.

The Canadian Encyclopedia, in its page on Inuit Vocal Games, mentions, once, that:

Christian missionaries banned Inuit vocal games because they were thought to perpetuate non-Christian, non-white cultural practices.

This might have something to do with the gaps in the oral history.

PIQSIQ give voice to a lot of complicated feelings about this album, which is called Quviasugvik: In Search of Harmony. In an interview, they say that “Quviasugvik”, the Inuktitut word for Christmas time, is more directly translated as “happy time”. Which, of course, it isn’t for many people. From their description of this album:

What Child Is This is a chilling arrangement inspired by the sisters’ painful longing to comfort the children who were stolen away to experience their first Christmas in Residential Schools across the Arctic.

The ban on throat singing was lifted sometime in the early 1980s. Many artists and players of vocal games have been working to revive it since. This year, two teenage throat singers (that is, two people born in this millennium) created and performed in a short that appeared at the Sundance Film Festival. Earlier in 2019, a group of Inuit artists boycotted Canada’s aboriginal music awards over the nomination of a Cree musician who had used throat singing on her album. The group called themselves the Arnaqquasaaq Collective, which they explained in a Facebook post:

There is a little island outside of Iqaluit named Arnaqquasaaq. Inuit women and children used to have to stay there while Inuit men went to help the American army build the runway during the Cold War. The men would row between Arnaqquasaaq and shore every day.

They shared a photograph of the island, as well:

photograph of Arnaqquasaaq island from an airplane window. the clouds and water are ice blue

There's a tension between the sounds in this song. Delicate, almost choral harmonies set against the guttural rasping rhythm of air catching in throats. It's harsh and beautiful and uncomfortable, in a way that expresses something true. Quoting the artists’ description again:

[The album] is the PIQSIQ sisters’ attempt to stitch together these contrasting experiences and create harmony out of difficulty and struggle. The entirely lyric-less album highlights the haunting melodies of their most beloved carols, allowing them to be explored and enjoyed apart from the cutting Christian contexts that tear at their unabiding souls.

Yours in seasonal tension,
- Tessa

#52
December 13, 2019
Read more

& rest you merry when you next should sleep

#51
December 24, 2018
Read more

xmas countdown: 1 more sleep

Christmas Here With You - The Four Tops feat. Aretha Franklin

#50
December 23, 2018
Read more

xmas countdown: 2 more sleeps

#49
December 22, 2018
Read more

xmas countdown: 3 more sleeps

At least once upon each December, I mentally exclaim, "wait, _____ put out Christmas music?!" This year,  _____included , , and Marvin Gaye. This song was reworked into
#48
December 22, 2018
Read more

xmas countdown: 4 more sleeps

#47
December 21, 2018
Read more

xmas countdown: 5 more sleeps

 

#46
December 19, 2018
Read more

xmas countdown: 6 more sleeps

I'll Be Home For Christmas - She & Him

I’ll Be Home For Christmas
was first released in October 1943. The song became popular among American soldiers overseas, but was censored on British airwaves. You see, at the time, a rather sanctimonious Dance Music Policy Committee decided which songs were permitted on BBC broadcasts. The previous year, they had issued the following directive:
We have recently adopted a policy of excluding sickly sentimentality which, particularly when sung by certain vocalists, can become nauseating and not at all in keeping with what we feel to be the need of the public in this country in the fourth year of war.
I’ll grant that this song is sickly sentimental, but so are people, no?
 
Case in point:
 
53 years and a day ago, on December 18, 1965, the Gemini 7 spacecraft had set the record for NASA’s longest flight. The radio transcripts have a lot of back and forth about engines and trajectories and air pressure, so that one might almost miss this:
Imagine you're on board. There are a few minutes left until you fire the retrorockets, a few more checklists to cycle through, and then you'll start to spin deliriously down through the darkness, pink trails of heat arcing across the viewport, the wide blue earth turning impassively below. It will look a little like this, or like this:
You’ll fall towards the ocean for half an hour. For several minutes, the ionized air around the ship will silence the radio, and it will be only you and the command pilot, procedural and alone. For now, though, you can still hear voices from the ground, voices from down there in the blue with everyone else, and they want to play you a song.
 
It, uh, it doesn’t sound like much.It’s sickly sentimental, sure, it's sort of a joke, when the radio operator sings:
But, still. The planet hangs beneath you, earth blurred by clouds and condensed air, and, as you prepare to fire off the rockets, it’s nice to remember that someone down there wanted you to hear the words:
 
I’ll be home for Christmas, you can count on me.
 
They’re waiting for you.
 
I’ll be home for Christmas, if only in my dreams.
 
"Very good," you reply.

- Tessa
 
 
P.S. The Library of Congress claims that a NASA transmitter asked if there was any music the astronauts wanted to hear, and that they requested I’ll Be Home For Christmas as they “hurtled back to earth aboard their Gemini 7 spacecraft” but I think this isn’t quite true. Shout out to Alex Altair for answering my space questions and making me sceptical of the original story.
 
P.P.S. if you want to know about the first song performed in space then, buddy, I have a second Christmas treat for you.
#45
December 19, 2018
Read more

xmas countdown: 7 more sleeps

 
#44
December 18, 2018
Read more

xmas countdown: 8 more sleeps

Carol of the Bells / God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen - The Piano Guys

#43
December 16, 2018
Read more

xmas countdown: 9 more sleeps

The River (Never Freezes Anymore) - The Burning Hell

#42
December 16, 2018
Read more

xmas countdown: 10 more sleeps

All I Want For Christmas Is You - Living Body

#41
December 15, 2018
Read more

xmas countdown: 11 more sleeps

You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch - Lindsey Stirling feat. Sabrina Carpenter

#40
December 14, 2018
Read more

xmas countdown: 12 more sleeps

A few days ago someone asked me, “Do most people care about their families?”

#39
December 13, 2018
Read more

& an unironic xmas to all

Someday at Christmas - Stevie Wonder

(I'm catching an early train tomorrow, so this edition comes to you just-past-Ontario-midnight. Merry Christmas!)

Earlier this month, I toured UN assembly rooms with some other iGEM-affiliated youths. We crept through an unlocked door into the upper balcony of the Room Where It Happened, the place where the Bioweapons Convention (the reason we were in Geneva that week) was first signed.

On the far side of the room were a pair of heavy-looking metal doors. "Oh, those are the peace doors," said the person showing us around the building, "they're supposed to stay shut until the world is at peace. Then they'll be thrown open, apparently."
taking photos in the UN assembly roomsSomeone snorted. One of my fellow iGEM delegates wondered if the doors open at all. But... what's so funny about peace, love and understanding? I don't like that our first response to those doors and that dream is to laugh. I like the lack of irony in this song:

When we have found what life's really worth
There'll be peace on earth


I know it's not always easy, but I do think it's worth trying to be sincerely hopeful once in a while.

Maybe not in time for you and me
But someday at Christmastime
#38
December 24, 2017
Read more

1 More Sleep

Every Day Will Be Like A Holiday - William Bell

Most of my romantic relationships have involved at least some months of loving one another across long distances.  It's a strange precious thing, never knowing the drab day-to-day of your most important people because your presence pulls them out from it, trying to saturate each staccato moment with connection. I think all private relationships develop some shared secrecy—pet names and injokes— but long distance lends itself to a very concentrated mutual attention, such that you almost believe that you'll and it becomes possible to imagine that, even after you close your distance and seeing each other becomes ordinary .
#37
December 24, 2017
Read more

2 More Sleeps

Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow! - Herb Alpert & the Tijuana Brass

This dreamy, instrumental version of  seems suited to watching snowflakes slowly drift downwards from a fireside. Which, incidentally, is something I've been doing today. I had some draft notes here about first hearing Herb Alpert & The Tijuana Brass doing , and how it was so brash and excellent that Herb Alpert's was quite blandly disappointing, and maybe sometimes you need the right group of people together to make something beautiful, but  but, guys... snow!!! look at it!!!! It's almost (but not quite) enough to make me miss the winters here in Canada.
#36
December 23, 2017
Read more

3 More Sleeps

White Christmas - Ella Fitzgerald
I suspect it's for purely generational reasons, but I often imagine jazz as the soundtrack to sophisticated adulthood. I hear the  I still believe that.  Still, as I get more technically 
#35
December 22, 2017
Read more

5 More Sleeps

Joy To The World - Bjéar

I feel conflicted about enjoying religious music. Faithlessly uttering some particulars of the lyrics- - feels like lying, or at least disrespectful, and the clumsiness of the lies eclipses the secular-enough beauty of other words- . This fragile, hopeful instrumental lets me dodge my diffidence about sacredness. It reminds me a bit of craning towards weak winter sunbeams, imagining my skin can feel their warmth until I nearly do.
#34
December 20, 2017
Read more
  Newer archives Older archives  
Powered by Buttondown, the easiest way to start and grow your newsletter.