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Published by: AlanP on 2nd Feb 2012 | View all blogs by AlanP

I just have to scratch this itch that has been on my mind for two months. I simply have to deal with it.

I have often posted about my enjoyment of the craft and art shows I attend on behalf of MrsP. In the run up to Christmas there are lots of them. I had my share of pleasures and nice moments and will do the same next year, no doubt. For some reason this year the same Christmas CD was being piped into many of them. It featured Frank Sinatra being dreary, Bing Crosby groaning and was generally dire.

Perhaps it was the generally dreadful nature of the music on offer that caused me to have what I can only describe as the most unsanta-ish thoughts as Ella Fitzgerald’s turn came round and once more she cheerfully piped:

Santa Claus got stuck in my chimney,
Stuck in my chimney, stuck in my chimney
Santa Claus got stuck in my chimney
When he came last year

But once the idea had entered my head I couldn’t hear the tune without having the same thoughts. I wonder if I can get pills for it, because it's happening again.

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by Gerilyn 1 year ago

I can empathise, Alan. Having spent December working in a big department store, which only has one Christmas CD, I heard the same songs very hour. On an 8 hour shift that can be pretty soul destroying. If I never hear 'Santa baby' or 'All I want for Christmas' (a song I once loved) ever again it would be too soon. :(
by Spangles 1 year ago

That's brilliant, Alan!
by Alanboy 1 year ago

The sad fact is that for many people background noise is a necessary part of life, and the quality of that noise is not relevant.
I love good music, but I also like silence, and Christmas is my least favourite time of year. The neighbours play carols-with-a-beat (loudly) and it drives me insane. Going to the stores doesn't help; there's more of the same.
330 days to go! Oh, I forgot - Dec 21, 2012, we'll never get there will we?
Hahahaha.
by John Taylor 1 year ago

One of my first jobs was as an order clerk in a wholesaler. Besides writing poetry on order forms, I sometimes took a trip outside the clothing department to a box of unwanted 'return' LP's. Usually, it was Sing-a-long-a-wurlitzer-and-Hawaiian guitar-best-of-bossa-nova-Beatles or something of the sort. I transported a few to the coffee bar where I worked on Saturday afternoons, to play while our punk bands spent hours pretending that they knew how to do sound checks (otherwise known as messing with the PA). The combination of ersatz piped music and raw punk has stayed with me - and probably done permanent harm to my hearing. On my one venture on stage with one of the bands, I read out the 'Woman's Own' problem page to a 3-chord backing. As for Ella and Santa - she probably thought of it before you, Alan. A great singer who was often given derisory material.
by Wrathnar the Unreasonable 1 year ago

'Santa comes but once a year - no wonder he's got a bulging sack!'

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