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    Michel D   Truculent

    29.11.02 -  21:54

     
    I hate Delilah. What is the purpose of a request and dedication show that you don't get to request on. Sure the dedication is there, but there is no request.

    "Delilah, there's this guy that I haven't seen in a long time and I saw him the other day and we talked and he's single and so am I and I'd like to dedicate something to him, 'cause I know he's listening."
    "I sure can play something for him, even though I don't know you and I know him even less, as the only information I know about him is second-hand filtered through you."


    I'm sure there have been occasions when Delilah has played something, and the person calling in bursts into tears, because that was their dead spouse's favorite song. Many problems arise when you try to pick out songs for other couples' love lives. Is their taste too banal? Do the callers not understand love like Delilah does?

    I was driving to my mom's for Thanksgiving and I'm listening to KVIL play some 24/7 Christmas music, and Delilah's on... now not only is she doing Love songs, but she's restricted to CHRISTMAS Love songs... does anyone else see the problem with this? Anyway, I'm driving, it's 2:00 in the morning and she says, verbatim, "I know you're tired, it's been a long day, and there's so much to do tomorrow... your eyes are heavy, but I'll be here for you." Fuck you Bitch! Yes I'm tired! Don't Hypnotize me with your fucking Valium Voice! There should be rules against this, her voice is already Aural Barbituates. Don't talk directly to the people driving long hours in the middle of the night and reaffirm how tired they are... I wonder how many people died because of that? How many people who fell asleep at the wheel, ran into a concrete pylon, and will never be seen by their families again because of her.


    On another note, I'm listening to the 24/7 Holiday music tonight, and Pachelbel's Canon comes on with some chorus of kids singing some made up words, thus reinventing the song as a holiday piece. I can't recall what it is that I usually associate with Pachelbel's Canon (weddings? I don't know), but I know that it isn't Christmas. Right after this a song called Mr. Santa came on. It was sung to the tune of Mr. Sandman, but it had some new lyrics... insert groan here... Lyrics as vapid as:

    Mister Santa
    Dear old Saint Nick
    Be awful careful
    And please don't get sick
    Put on your coat
    When breezes are blowin'
    And when you
    cross the street
    Look where you're goin'



    ack! Is this where holiday music is headed? This sludge of pop-referenced banality? I look at all the "new" Christmas Songs, the ones that we sing now, but they're from some film in the 40s or whatnot, the songs that can solidly stand up with the songs that are only Carols because they're a hymn. And then I look at all the recent Christmas Songs... which are just stupid. What's the problem here? Has this holiday become such a commercialized event that it's impossible to write a Christmas song that doesn't sound trite? If this is true, then pass the Contract and call Sean Combs, I am totally ready to "sample" an entire album of other people's songs with my own Christmas-oriented lyrics... Let's start now...

    Click this link, then sing along karaoke-style with the words to the amusement and chagrin of your friends and family. The words start 37 seconds in. Pretend it's Star Search.

    Christmas Day has Arrived

    We've waited all year for Christmas day
    and it's coming tomorrow, prep the food today
    Enjoy the familial company
    It's the time, oooh

    Christmas Day has arrived, oooh
    Christmas Day has arrived, oooh
    Christmas Day has arrived, oooh
    and I'm glad to be here beside you

    and talk way passed the fall of night

    Come celebrate this day with family near
    Visit with friends you see but once a year
    Sing songs, play games, enjoy company
    Such a time, oooh

    Christmas Day has arrived, oooh
    Christmas Day has arrived, oooh
    Christmas Day has arrived, oooh
    And I'm glad to be here beside you

    and I'm glad to be here beside you

    And talk way passed the fall of night

    You know that you're here where you belong
    With friends you aren't alone
    Relax and enjoy the holiday
    It won't last forever

    Christmas Day has arrived, oooh
    Christmas Day has arrived, oooh
    Christmas Day has arrived, oooh
    I wouldn't want just anybody

    We're living in different towns

    Christmas Day has arrived
    I'm so glad we get this holiday together-time, oh yeah
    Christmas Day has arrived
    We're gonna chat with disregard to time and stay up all night

    Christmas Day has arrived, oooh...


    Stay tuned for more of my "Sampled Christmas"


    footnote: The next "Sampled Christmas" song will be better, these lyrics were difficult to transpose into Christmas-y, so if the meter is off or syllables don't match up quite right... tough. Go bitch to your meemaw.
    footnote 2: oh, and just in case anyone ever wanted to Rave Out to Pachelbel's Canon... although I can't imagine why...
     

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