Because Grinch, That’s Why
I don’t mind Christmas so much as these last two-days-prior. All my own fault, of course. I still have some gifts to get; there’s a bunch of stuff to shove off my desk and I’m inefficiently workaholic enough that the enforced leisure of a Christmas afternoon (aka the long dark pre-hangover of the soul) makes me mental and all that.
And so, because I am a generous man, I am more than happy to share the Christmas song that most captures the gestalt (though happily, not the actual details) of my pre-holiday feh:
“I could have been someone”
“Well, so could anyone…”
(Cue Glendower: I can call spirits from the vasty deep.
Hotspur: Why so can I and so can any man./But will they come when you do call for them? (Henry IV Part I, Act 3, Sc. 1)
Yeah, I know. Grump, grump, grump. If I can’t say anything nice…
Just to show that I’m not wholly hostile to y’all and everyone else this time of year, here’s a fun little gift. Yo Yo Ma, Edgar Meyer, Christ Thile and Stuart Duncan doing some modern bluegrass inflected stuff — fast fingers all. These are the things that remind me that for all the shite we may daily encounter, we do live in bizarrely wonderful times:
Top of the season, y’all. May your friends be kind to you and fail to offer you any a cocktail that floats red liquor on top of green.Mental Health Break, Music, The Way We Live Now comment below, or link to this permanent URL from your own site.