Christmas Music and Other Gifts

I trust that an appropriate Santa brought each and every one of you something suitable for the holiday season. Here’s a link to some music to help you celebrate the season: Tull’s Christmas Song. Just cover the kids’ ears until the introduction is over, lest you have to explain what he was talking about.

On the other hand, the family values crowd should note that Anderson was careful to refer to “casual” sex.

On a more adult note, a colleague alerted me to this mid 1960s treasure. It’s about 30 minutes long and well worth watching. Just don’t try to drink while you’re doing it, or you might end up needing to clean your monitor and keyboard. Any proper viewing should be followed by Reefer Madness. You can find that, too, on Google Videos for online viewing, and downloading.




  1. Oh, the weather outside is frightful! And while we’re on the subject of Christmas music….

    I am not a huge fan of popular Christmas music. I love the traditional stuff – Schubert’s Ave Maria, for example, I think is the most beautiful piece of music ever composed. But there are a few exceptions: Bing Crosby’s White Christmas and Nat King Cole’s The Christmas Song are undeniable classics. Bob Dylan’s new LP is called Christmas in the Heart. The man can do no wrong as far as I’m concerned. It’s a wonderful record. He even does a good job with Winter Wonderland – a tune I have always loathed with a passion I can’t even describe. Good for you, Uncle Bobby!

    But for the most part, popular Christmas music has been known to make me sick to my stomach. One tune in particular is enough to drive me to extreme violence. Dick Wells is a legendary disc jockey and singer. Back in the fifties and sixties he was the vocalist for the Harry James Orchestra. He is also a good friend and an expert on the subject of popular songs. I once had a telephone conversation with him that went like this.

    DEGAN: Dick, who wrote, Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow?

    DICK: Tom, Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow was written by Sammy Cahn and Jule Styne

    DEGAN: Are Sammy Cahn and Jule Styne still alive, Dick?

    Dick: No, Tom. Sammy Cahn and Jule Styne are both dead.

    DEGAN: Good.

    Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer is another “Christmas song” I wish had never been written. I find it amazing and ironic that the root of Gene Autry’s extraordinary fortune is based on the fact that he penned this hideously dreadful piece of holiday trash. Gene Autry is also dead. No comment. It’s Christmas. Joy to the world.

    Tom Degan
    Goshen, NY