Look sharp, America - we have ourselves a genuine Holiday celebrity to deal with this evening. . .
Album Title: Have a Holly Jolly Christmas
Album Artist: Burl Ives
Burl.
What kind of a parent looks down at a newborn baby and says, "Yup, 100%. This baby looks like a Burl." That parent must've been three sheets to the wind that day - it's a good thing Burl wasn't born with fetal alcohol syndrome.
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The opening/title track of this album is the aforementioned one from Rudolph, and any person in Western Civilization could readily identify it. This no-brainer of a Christmas jam has been covered many, many times, but no version I'm aware of holds a candle to the original. It's not that Burl's necessarily a good singer (he's okay, I guess, but his voice is more novelty than talent), or that the song itself is awesome, it just oozes with nostalgia. EVERYONE grew up with this song, so it's part of our shared Christmas experience.
If the entirety of Burl's album generated this type of emotional response, then we'd have a definitive Christmas classic on our hands (like Vince Guaraldi Trios' Charlie Brown Christmas, for example.) Sadly, that's not the case with this particular album, because it loses its audience right away at the beginning of the second track.
Burl, famous in the secular Christmas sphere, wanders over into the religious part of the Holiday season, singing about Jesus' birthday and what not. To say this is jarring would be an understatement: the churchy stuff is about as far removed from Santa, Christmas Trees, Rudolph, etc. as you can get, so when you have the guy that was literally a f***ing snowman suddenly singing about Jesus, it's like getting dosed with a bucket of ice water after stepping out of a sauna. It's hard to separate Burl's voice singing about Jesus with the mental imagery of Wilford Brimley Snowman. . . and having a Wilford Brimley Snowman singing about Jesus would be. . . . well. . . just terrifying.
This slap on the face happens a few times on this album, but honestly that's my only gripe (even though I think it's a substantial one.) If you like hokey 60s Christmas music, slathered up and down with Christmas nostalgia and invoking the memories of dozens of Christmases from yesteryear, then this album is for you. Burl kills it on the children's songs ("Santa Claus is Coming to Town," the jams from Rudolph, etc.), as well as on the more secular songs - you can tell where his comfort zone is, for sure.
A folk singer by trade, Burl's unique voice - which you either like or despise - fits the song arrangements pretty well. Not necessarily something you'd want to jam out to all the time, of course, but as was the case with quite a few albums I've reviewed in the past, this album fits a unique niche. For those nights when you're perhaps looking through old photo albums of past Christmases by a fire, or writing out addresses on Christmas cards, or other such quiet, contemplative moments of the season, this is a sound choice.
VERDICT: 6/10 - Decent (I was going to give this a '7,' because overall it's pretty good, but aside from his upbeat, famous songs, all his other secular stuff is just decent. . . and his religious stuff is pretty weird. I'm gonna keep this one, but can't say how often it's going to end up getting played every year.)
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- Brian
