'Tis the Season for yule-tide jammitude, masses. Throw on your Christmas pants and let's get down to business here, shall we. . .
Album Title: A Christmas Festival of Songs and Carols, Vol. 2
Album Artist: Various Artists
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| Orphans gaze at mankind's most boring collection of toys . . |
Well, we're still chipping away at that Bethesda stack I purchased a couple weeks ago. Like I said before, for 59 cents apiece you can definitely score a crap-load without even realizing it. I cleaned those guys out and probably dropped, like, $6. Zero complaints here.
So, this compilation comes from the good folks over at JC Penney, which, I'm told, used to be some kind of department store back in the day. All the rage. Perhaps this album's hilarious cover art reflects this, with a bunch of probably-orphans gazing longingly at a storefront window display jam-packed with super-generic toys. The kind that kids haven't wanted Santa to bring them since, like, 1964.
No wonder JC Penney ate shit and died.
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| A parade of button-eyed, creepy-ass children. Kinda reminds me of that movie Coraline. |
I mean, look at this crap-show. A toy accordion? What kinda of monster would see something like this and think, "Hot damn, that's just the ticket - that's gonna be swell for Junior to open up on Christmas Morning." Perhaps, even worse, what kid would actually want something like this for Christmas? Some poor bastard who has parents deeply involved in the polka craze of the 1950s and '60s? And is grasping at straws for ways to win some kind of affection from them? How depressing is that scenario?
Anyway, let's get back to the music on this release. I suppose that's what we're all here for in the first place. The track list on this compilation is run-of-the-mill, non-offensive, vanilla Christmas music from the sixties. Every Holiday favorite your grandparents adored while smoking cigarettes in their shag-covered living rooms and waiting for the fruitcake to cool off.All these '60s Christmas compilations follow a familiar playbook, and so I wasn't shocked in the slightest by what I found here: a couple country songs, an instrumental medley, a couple 'powerhouse' vocal numbers, and a few numbers featuring choirs. This variety is par-for-the-course for nearly every compilation I've ever reviewed in the '3' to '5' range in this Record Odyssey of mine, and, not surprisingly, this album finds itself in similar territory.
Chet Atkins' guitar work on 'Little Drummer Boy' is a decent track, and even though I've definitely heard better versions of this song, there's nothing really to complain about here. Same goes for Arthur Fiedler's take on Tchaikovsky's The Nutcracker - the Boston Pops do a commendable job.
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| From Our House to Yours. Yet again. . . |
Those couple songs aside, most of the rest of these songs are ridiculously boring, and a select few have that distinction of being pure garbage. The use of a children's choir on the opening track of Side A is jarring; why producers back in the day felt it was totally cool to throw a children's choir onto a non-children's music compilation is beyond me. Unless I'm listening to a children's album - which, honestly, I can't see myself going out of my way to do - I don't want to hear little kids singing. Not at all. Nobody wants to hear that nonsense.
Mario Lanza, who fancies himself some kind of vocal powerhouse, belts out with a fury on 'O Holy Night,' sounding more like a guy pretending to be an Italian virtuoso than the real deal. I've heard drunks perform better. And choosing a soft, religious carol as your showcase number isn't really a smart move, either - show that range on a banger (like, say, 'O Come All Ye Faithful'), not on something that's supposed to be reverent. C'mon Mario, this is Christmas Music 101.
So yeah, this is typical, fade-into-the-background, boring Christmas music, that offers up few reasons to stay awake long enough to register it's still spinning on your turntable.
VERDICT: 5/10 - Meh (This is what JC Penney would sound like if JC Penney was a Christmas album)
- SHELVED -
- Brian
