Because I still can’t get the damn podcast to work, and I refust to post the vid of his surgically transformed face producing “Jingle Bell Rock,” surely the most insipid, heartless and banal seasonal tune ever committed to vinyl/digital.
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A Downtown EastSide Christmas
Ho, ho, hotels all over the Downtown EastSide keep Christmas in their own unique ways. Unlike the Chinese restaurants that simply layer new tinsel over the old and leave the whole spangly mess up all year round, the hotels and flophouses, to be fair, do try to get into the spirit of things at the time, each in its own way.
The Patricia, flyer of the Red Ensign, bastion of respectability, old-fashioned refinement, microbrewed house beer, and sad old run-down gentlemen who still stand when a lady walks into the pub:
The Drake, a somewhat different establishment:
the Monkees: Ríu, Chíu
So what if they’re a little drunk? The a cappella harmonies are beautiful, and it’s great fun watching Davy and Peter try not to crack up. Bonus: at the end they introduce the whole crew. Looks like it was a fun place to work, even with the ridiculous outfits.
English Translation:
River, roaring river, guard our homes in safety,
God has kept the black wolf from our lamb, our lady.
God has kept the black wolf from our lamb, our lady.
Raging mad to bite her, there the wolf did steal,
But our God almighty defended her with zeal.
Pure he wished to keep her so she could never sin,
That first sin of man never touched the virgin sainted.
River, roaring river…
He who’s now begotten is our mighty monarch,
Christ, our holy father, in human flesh embodied.
He has brought atonement by being born so humble,
Though he is immortal, as mortal was created.
River, roaring river…
A Christmas Carol, by Tom Lehrer
UPDATE: Fixed. Click and play.
Stole this from the Padgett blog, because after wasting a good $6 trying to get the “Upload to Odeo” and “Podcast” thingies working on this goddam rented public computer, I finally figured I’d just go ahead and steal it from someone who’d already ripped it.
Have I mentioned that I’m somewhat peeved at Messieurs Gates and Jobs? Somewhat.
I assume anyone reading this is familiar with Tom Lehrer, but that’s mostly because I assume everyone worth knowing is familiar with Tom Lehrer, being as he’s arguably the greatest musical satirist ever. If, for some reason, you’re not, I would highly recommend you drop everything and pick up a copy of the multi-disc retrospective Rhino put out a few years back. Of course, now that you’ve got that album, you’ve got this song as well (two versions of it!), but I suppose that’s all right.
Lehrer, FYI, is the man who says he got out of political satire because it became redundant when they gave the Nobel Peace Prize to Henry Kissinger.
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fuckit, click here for the mp3.
happy Christmuhkwanzamadan
Another in our ongoing series of multiculti seasonal anthems. And with all the struggles I’m having trying to do a simple podcast, take what you can get; I nearly posted Kiki and Herb’s “Total Eclipse of the Heart” instead, just because it fits my mood somewhat better at the moment.
But then, Kiki and Herb are the universal language, are they not? (PS if you see Bill Gates or Steve Jobs, tell them to duck if they’re coming through Vancouver. I could strangle those two bytches with my bare hands at this point)
Merry Christmas. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
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