Showing posts with label Squirrel Nut Zippers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Squirrel Nut Zippers. Show all posts

Miki's Mirthful Christmas Playlist 2018!


The playlist has more of an unusual start this year, with a couple of curios at the beginning, before the music kicks off proper. So hang tight! Beacause then there's the annual mix of jazz, blues, indie, folk, hip-hop, and, of course, the very, very weird.


On Soundsgood
On Spotify
On Youtube

AND for a limited time during the Christmas period - the mp3s!

(pretty please buy them from the artist if you think it's a keeper)


PLAYLIST NOTES

01) Stan Freberg - Green Chri$tma$
A parable in comedy song? Yes please! Plus, thankfully, has lots of gags amongst the moralising. Unsurprisingly, advertisers hated it. But the public loooved it.

02) Rev. Edward Clayborn - The Wrong Way To Celebrate Christmas
It's amazing to listen to this musician, also known as the 'Guitar Evangelist', from almost a century ago.

Anyway I wanted this double of moralising songs to kick things off, as a reminder the more opportunistic and disreputable parts of this season have been around for decades. Eh, human nature.

03) Kerfuffle - Three Ships
Excellent band name.

04) Kay Starr - (Everybody's Waitin' For) The Man with the Bag

05) Barry Richards - Baby Sittin' Santa
This has the most amazing ending, I'm not sure how they got away with it.

06) Amos Milburn - Christmas (Comes but Once a Year)
Unbelievably cool.

07) Joe Loco Quintet - Jingle Bells
I imagine steam rising from these musicians' hands.

08) Hannah Peel & Tunng - Hey Santa!
*Not on Spotify*. Another entry into the canon of 'Love-Rat Santa', of which there are a surprising number of songs! Hannah Peel is quite a cool artist, combining brass music with her love for science-fiction.

09) Peggy Lee - Santa Claus Is Coming to Town
What a smokey voice, in a Billy May arrangement, who makes another appearance below, as well as in previous playlists.

10) El Vez - Santa Claus is Sometimes Brown
An excellent companion piece to the track 'Santa Claus is a Black Man' from a few years ago. El Vez is a Mexican-American artist who did a lot of rock 'n' roll covers coupled with his own wry sense of humour and punk sensibilities.

11) Vince Guaraldi Trio - My Little Drum

12) Dusty Springfield - O Holy Child

13) Billy May - Rudolph, the Red Nosed Reindeer
Totally nuts. But after one listen through, you'll start joining in with the exclamations: 'What the heck is maaaambo?'

14) Aretha Franklin - Winter Wonderland

15) Duke Ellington And His Orchestra - Sugar Rum Cherry
An arrangement of Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy by Tchaikovsky, but with a little extra rum...

16) Wiley - Cheer Up, It's Christmas
This is a great song, with hilarious lyrics of family Christmases together.

17) Run-D.M.C. - Christmas In Hollis
The party begins!

18) KT Tunstall - Sleigh Ride
This is so infectiously happy! Love its scrappy, DIY sound.

19) JD McPherson - Hey Skinny Santa!
As part of my job, I can't condone Santa being required to overeat. However, this is such a catchy song, you'd probably dance it off pretty quickly.

20) The Big Moon - It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year

21) Squirrel Nut Zippers - Mardi Gras for Christmas

22) BBC Philharmonic - The Holly and the Ivy - Fantasy on Christmas Carols (Malcolm Arnold)

Merry Christmas/Festivus/Holidays!!


Playlist Corner - Happy (alternative) Halloween!

I haven't had time (I've had that full schedule of sittin' around) to do a full Halloween playlist, but it's a good excuse to dig out these songs.

With seasoned creepiness, these bands know what they're doing.

Presenting The Monochrome Set - Eine Symphonie Des Grauensfeaturing a love-sick indie mummy.

And Squirrel Nut Zippers - Ghost of Stephen Foster, with a perfect pastiche of the Betty Boop Fleischer cartoons. It references the songwriter of 'Camptown Races' and many other minstrel songs, Stephen Foster, who died in an nasty accident. Plus it finally reveals what singer Jimbo Mathus's soul might really look like...

The Monochrome Set - Eine Symphonie Des Grauens

I'm dead and dank and rotten
My arms are wrapped in cotton
My corpse loves you, let's marry

(Get smart, once) Every night at sleepy time
(Get smart, twice) I hang my skin out on the line
(Get smart, sing) Oh, darling, would you be, be mine?

I'm in love, I think I'm in love
I'm in love, I think I'm in love
I'm in love, I think I'm in love, oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

I'm caught in a mesh of veins
My fingers and flesh and brains
My skull gives head, so let's wed

(Get smart, once) Every night when all alone
(Get smart, twice) I drape my flesh around the phone
(Get smart, pray) Oh, darling, would you be my own?

I'm in love, I think I'm in love
I'm in love, I think I'm in love
I'm in love, I think I'm in love, oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Don't cry, beautiful, it's just a phase
To the father and the son and the holy ghost
Oh I chant and I pray, I love
You know, God works in mysterious ways
To the father and the son and the holy ghost
Oh I sing and I pray, I love

I'm soft and slightly stinking
My arms are small and shrinking
My lips kiss dirt, oh, let's flirt

(Get smart, once) Every night at half-past-one
(Get smart, twice )There's a little taste of things in come
(Get smart, chant) Oh, darling, can I be your son?

I'm in love, I think I'm in love
I'm in love, I think I'm in love
I'm in love, I think I'm in love, oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Don't scream, baby, it's just a coma
To the father and the son and the holy ghost
Oh I chant and I pray, I love
You go to heaven, I go to Roma
To the father and the son and the holy ghost
I sing and I pray, I love



Squirrel Nut Zippers - Ghost of Stephen Foster

Met the Ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise
This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes:
Rooms were made for carpets,
Towers made for spires,
Ships were made for cannonade to fire off from inside them

Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day no, no, no
Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day no, no, no

Met the Ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise
This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes:
Ships were made for sinking,
Whiskey made for drinking,
If we were made of cellophane, we'd all get stinking drunk much faster ha, ha, ha

Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day no, no, no
Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day no, no, no