As you read this I am probably on the way to a cabin in Vermont with my mother, where my Dad and brother are waiting. And by waiting, I mean likely out skiing and not really waiting for our arrival at all. Tonight we’ll open a bottle (or two) of wine and our Christmas presents, a new tradition started when my younger brother crossed the threshold of 21.
By Amanda DK
Most of us have holiday traditions that we have adhered to since childhood. Watching a particular movie (Albert Finney’s 1970 version of Scrooge). Attending the same neighborhood Christmas Eve fete. My brother and I knew that no matter how early we woke up we would have to say a prayer before our antique nativity scene before we could even see our haul from Santa. When everything else had been torn open, we would always find a Clementine at the bottom of our stockings.
It is impossible to imagine Christmas without these rituals. The first time it was suggested that we maybe open presents on Christmas Eve (rather than Christmas morning), the idea was treated as blasphemy and shot down almost immediately.
Holiday music retains an equally precious place in our hearts. From hymns and carols (“O Come All Ye Faithful”) to modern classics (“All I Want For Christmas Is You”) creating new versions of these old favorites is a delicate proposition. Done incorrectly and the listener feels violated; that scene in The Santa Clause where Scott Calvin is utterly horrified to see Santa Claus ditching his sleigh for a panzer.
By Priya Perera
This month I decided to take Tadpole Audio’s tagline (“Where music and story meet. And hang out for a while”) in the most literal sense. I revived and updated a mixtape I did a few years ago for a music exchange group I was in with some friends. My contribution to the group was to music supervise a book – The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald.
I know most of you scoffed when you heard that a movie titled “Hot Tub Time Machine” was actually coming to a theatre near you. The only reason I even saw it was because a friend somehow got nine passes to a free screening of the film a few weeks before release. I thought it was some sort of joke, but still – free is free and everyone went, rolling our eyes the whole way. Of course, none of us would have been there if it had cost money. We sat through the entire thing (all 99 minutes of it) and when the lights came up, all turned to each other hesitantly, almost embarrassed:
“Guys, did you think…was that…that was actually really funny”