Those are the ones.
Easy to whip out and annoy older brothers ha ha
I used to love watching those records drop down onto the turntable - very satisfying.
If my memory serves me right. Slade's
Merry Xmas Everybody was recorded in the summer, so it must have been hard to get those Christmas 'feels' when the pavement was melting outside.
Bottom line is that bands who turn out timeless tunes like
Merry Xmas Everybody - secure themselves a none so little earner this time of year, and
every year. It's estimated that Slade receives £5000,000 P/A in royalties on this song alone, so while some of us are bored shitless with hearing it - Noddy and Co are financially sound for another year.
Fairytale of New York is probably my favourite - closely followed by
I Believe in Father Christmas - Greg Lake.
In 2009 people raged against the X Factor Christmas machine and made
Killing in the Name number one. Fantastic song. I love it. Played it the other day. But no amount of alcohol and mince pie over-indulgence will mist the eyes up reminiscing about Christmas past when
this song is playing. I grew up listening to Slade, Wizzard, Bing Crosby
et al and it's those songs where my childhood memories are - it's just that
Merry Xmas Everybody happened to be playing at the moment my dad passed away and that overrides everything else.
To be fair, I've just done my 2020 Christmas playlist and there are the obligatory old ones but also some new songs and alternative ones - like Good Charlotte and their version of Last Christmas. Or Bob Dylan's
It Must Be Santa and Pearl Jam's
Let Me Sleep (it's Christmas) and also George Michael's
December Song which was so underrated when he was alive, it's unreal. It's an absolute GEM of a track!
There is also this one album which has the power to reduce me to a blubbering wreck every year. The album is called
Christmas with Bert Kaempfert and his Orchestra and it was the first Christmas album my parents ever bought. Every year they played this when they put the Christmas decs up. It's instrumental- aside some impressive high-pitched vocals - but it is
distinctive because of Bert's unique style...
When my Dad died, my mum got a bloke to clear out the loft and this treasured album got caught up in the clearance by mistake. I think Mum had put it up there so she didn't have to see it, because the memories attached to it are so powerful, but she must have forgotten it was there. So we lost a precious part of our childhood, and those were the days before internet and Ebay..
Fast forward to a few years ago when I had a copy on CD but it wasn't the album of my childhood - it was a re-master and a different cover etc. Also, it didn't have the 'soul' of vinyl. One day I was talking to my friend, who owns an antique shop, and Bert came up in conversation - as did the story of how we lost this album. A few months later, I called into the shop and my friend passed something to me and she said' 'A gift for you'. I opened it and there was the album of my childhood - probably not the
exact one - but you never know? But it was the album that I had grown up with. That Christmas I played it and it took me right back to my childhood - to that smell of those Christmas decorations which have been around a lot longer than us kids had been - and to a time when my parents were young and full of life. When they were alive, it meant that Christmas was on it's way. Now they're gone, it's about the memories of all those Christmases they worked so hard to make magical for me and my brothers..