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Post by lcr on Nov 7, 2018 5:18:00 GMT -6
Ive had the holiday station playing in my car for a few wks at very low volume. It’s been nice, relaxing. Until.... the song I dispise more than any other song comes on... Baby, its cold outside. I immediately change the channel and will never play it again! That song!! Oh, how could people even slightly enjoy that song...(?) I even turn green when I hear the Crow & Nelson version, I like both of them very much, why would they do this? I run out of public places when this song plays. I apologize if you even slightly like this song, I promise to not hold it against you or question your musical integrity.
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Post by svart on Nov 7, 2018 7:30:27 GMT -6
Ive had the holiday station playing in my car for a few wks at very low volume. It’s been nice, relaxing. Until.... the song I dispise more than any other song comes on... Baby, its cold outside. I immediately change the channel and will never play it again! That song!! Oh, how could people even slightly enjoy that song...(?) I even turn green when I hear the Crow & Nelson version, I like both of them very much, why would they do this? I run out of public places when this song plays. I apologize if you even slightly like this song, I promise to not hold it against you or question your musical integrity. So do you hate it for the music, or the lyrics? It seems in the times of the SJW, the lyrics have been a greatly misunderstood piece of the song and have been recently described as a man badgering and catcalling a woman into a compromising position.. However, during the period that the song was written in 1944, it was regarded as immoral for an unmarried woman to enter an unrelated man's dwellings without a male familial chaperone. That was unless there was good reason and the man insisted multiple times. Those social rules of 1944, amiright? The lyrics are the flirty back and forth between an unrelated man and woman whom are playing the social norms of the time so that the woman has a "reason" to enter the man's house under his "insistence" to get around what might otherwise be seen as a scandalous affair. |
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Post by svart on Nov 7, 2018 8:25:12 GMT -6
On another somewhat related note.. I dislike Xmas music in general. I find it too "happy".
In college I had to take multiple electives that just wasted time and money, but one year I was forced to register late due to my grant paperwork not coming through on time, so the electives that I wanted were all gone. The grants needed full-time class loads for me to continue receiving, so I was forced to take ANY elective I could find..
The only one left was Music Theory 202.
Winter quarter of 1998, right through Xmas.
I knew a little music theory going in, and the counselor who signed me up had reservations about signing me up for this class due to my non-music major but I convinced her anyway. What choice did I have?
A few weeks into class and I was absolutely, positively in over my head. Even my math classes didn't prepare me for this. It was pure math theory and way, way deep into polyphonics and was essentially a "how to" for writing orchestral music. I learned a LOT, but I was quickly failing something awful. I literally just needed a D to get the credits and since it wasn't for my major it didn't count towards my GPA, but I needed to pass so that my grants continued.
Enter the teacher.
She was extremely nice to me even though I had no right to even be in her class. I was the odd duck, and she spent a little extra time with me and obviously "helped" me grade wise since she knew I was only in the class because I needed the hours and not the grade.
So here I am with a failing grade, but close to passing with a D when she assigned the final test.. Write a 4 minute long, two part piano harmony with 5 voice chorus. Lyrics, music, everything. The chorus could not sing the piano melody either. It had to use all the things we learned in class and she had to see that we used them as taught, and not things lifted from other courses or from the outside world. So I essentially couldn't just sit down and write a melody and some accompanying vocals willy-nilly because I had to show the specific techniques we learned in class. It had to be completely original with no derivative melodies, riffs, beats or anything from existing songs. I had 4 weeks to do this.
Oh and it has to be a Christmas song.
So every day between certain classes I used the pianos in the music classrooms to bang out simple melodies to try to find something that I liked enough to try to write into a full song. Two weeks passed before I found something while tooling around on guitar.. So I spend another week transposing to piano, using math equations to find the accompaniments and the final week to put it all on paper and do the final touches.
I don't play piano as a general rule, and nobody I knew did either, so I didn't even know what the song sounded like in it's entirety when I turned it in.
So a few days later, it was announced that the professor would be playing these finals to the class and choral students would be singing the songs!
I think I was more nervous about this than anything else in the class at any time. I knew it wasn't going to be nearly as good as anyone else's but there was one thing I knew.. It would be different from everyone else's simply because I didn't write an Xmas song.. I wrote a winter song.
I wrote a song about cabin fever called "Arctic blue" about a guy who went to a cabin over xmas to get away from his overbearing family, but got snowed in and started to go a little crazy, AKA what they used to call cabin fever/arctic blues.
So it turns out that everyone else's songs were absolutely insufferably bubbly and plodding much like so many xmas tunes are. Most of them sounded extremely close to existing xmas songs, with just enough differences to be considered not derivative.
Mine was nothing like the others, thankfully.
But oh my, when the teacher started to play and the kids started singing, it was both horrifying and magical in it's strange timings, mathematically correct but jarring polyphonics, the professor and the chorus students had to stop and start a few times until they got the feel of it.. And then finished it.
The room was silent. The professor just sat there. Everyone was looking at me with wide eyes and open mouths.
The professor had asked the students to critique each song and offer feedback. My critique was "depressing" and "eerie" and "strange".
LOL
I ended up getting a B on the final, which lifted me to a low C in the class due to the weighting of the final's grade to the class's grade.
I had successfully subverted Xmas tunes! My job was done here and I never took another theory class ever again.
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Post by Blackdawg on Nov 7, 2018 10:03:46 GMT -6
HAHAHAHAHAHA
awesome svart
That shit is gold.
I hate christmas music as being a music kid in school you start doing xmas music in October and don't stop playing that shit till the end of the semester.
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Post by johneppstein on Nov 7, 2018 12:10:59 GMT -6
On another somewhat related note.. I dislike Xmas music in general. I find it too "happy". You'd probably like my Christmas song. It's called "If I believed in Santa Claus I'd wish he'd bring me you" and it's about a guy getting drunk on Christmas brandy alone on Christmas.
Which is pretty much my feelings about the holiday, except that it omits my perennial gripe about all the good reasonably priced restaurants being closed.
(I have an old recording of it around somewhere and it may be online - I'll post a link if I can find it.)
My current favorite Christmas song by somebody else is "Hey Santa" by Kevin "Bloody" Wilson. WARNING - This song is definitely NSFW so please don't watch the vid if you're easily offended.
EDIT: On a brighter note, maybe this year I'll have enough money to buy myself a present.
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Post by svart on Nov 7, 2018 12:19:49 GMT -6
On another somewhat related note.. I dislike Xmas music in general. I find it too "happy". You'd probably like my Christmas song. It's called "If I believed in Santa Claus I'd wish he'd bring me you" and it's about a guy getting drunk on Christmas brandy alone on Christmas.
Which is pretty much my feelings about the holiday, except that it omits my perennial gripe about all the good reasopnably priced restaurants being closed.
(I have an old recording of it around somewhere and it may be online - I'll post a link if I can find it.)
My current favorite Christmas song by somebody else is "Hey Santa" by Kevin "Bloody" Wilson. WARNING - This song is definitely NSFW so please don't watch the vid if you're easily offended.
EDIT: On a brighter note, maybe this year I'll have enough money to buy myself a present.
LOL That's awesome. NSFW? My boss'd love this. There's not much of my family left, and we were never tight, so I see my mother and grandfather on holidays, but we don't have anything in common so it's usually a quick meal and a quiet couple of hours. I love my family but sometimes it's just not worth the effort. Either way, ye old scotch is flowing before, during and after they visit. |
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Post by lcr on Nov 9, 2018 5:47:14 GMT -6
I remember now sharing my frustration with this song years ago and someone telling me the creepy stuff you mentioned. Even more reason this song should be removed from all existance.
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Post by lcr on Nov 9, 2018 5:48:37 GMT -6
My favorite xmas song is the one from Charlie Brown / Peanuts. Eh, I like sad songs.
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Post by jcoutu1 on Nov 9, 2018 8:03:35 GMT -6
svart, here's one for ya...
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Post by svart on Nov 9, 2018 13:34:11 GMT -6
svart, here's one for ya... That was.. weird. |
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Post by account_disabled on Dec 10, 2018 4:01:45 GMT -6
Hello everybody!. In the online store I bought for myself and my wife fleece hats for winter fishing. It was written: breathable. However, after a short transition at an average pace, the head of both of them is not just wet, but wet, and the cap too. The hat, suspended in a heated tent, does not dry out even after 5-6 hours of fishing. And then in a wet hat on the way back. Advise a normal hat, not very cool. |
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Post by jcoutu1 on Dec 10, 2018 7:23:52 GMT -6
Hello everybody!. In the online store I bought for myself and my wife fleece hats for winter fishing. It was written: breathable. However, after a short transition at an average pace, the head of both of them is not just wet, but wet, and the cap too. The hat, suspended in a heated tent, does not dry out even after 5-6 hours of fishing. And then in a wet hat on the way back. Advise a normal hat, not very cool. Good story. |
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Post by jcoutu1 on Dec 10, 2018 7:24:50 GMT -6
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Post by donr on Dec 17, 2018 8:38:10 GMT -6
"Baby It's Cold Outside" won an Oscar in 1949. The definitive version to me is the Ray Charles/Betty Carter recording in 1961. The wiki entry is interesting. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baby,_It%27s_Cold_Outside Here's a good defense of the tune from it's current social justice criticism: www.americanthinker.com/blog/2018/12/baby_its_cold_outside_should_be_a_feminist_anthem.htmlAs a perennial Christmas song, it's been recorded by just about everybody and most versions are pretty awful, if not loathsome. At the risk of ridicule and revulsion, I submit my version, performed with my wife, in the early oughts, recorded live inside a 6x8' Whisperroom. |
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Post by nobtwiddler on Dec 19, 2018 17:38:41 GMT -6
Haha.
Don that's a great version!
So good to hear you guys performing together.
Sandy sounds wonderful on this track.
I wish you and the family a wonderful Holiday...
Miss you guys!
Really been tooooooooo long.
PS...
Boy do I KNOW IT'S COLD OUTISDE, cause it's 17 degrees as I write this email,
And yes, I'm outside right NOW with my MACBOOK AIR, BBQ'ing RIBS!!
Thank GOD, for strong Belgian Beer!
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Post by EmRR on Dec 19, 2018 21:27:58 GMT -6
Here's the original(s). I wasn't aware there was a gender reversal version in the movie. A friend pointed out this Sigourney Weaver / Buster Poindexter SNL version from 1986, that has it's own body language. |
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