Jall Barret

Music

This year, I find myself in an unusual circumstance. I don't necessarily have that holiday spirit but I've got ... something. I might even put up a tree this year.

As a consequence of my uncharacteristic mood, please enjoy this holiday stroll through old favorites and new ones too.

Those jingle bells

An illustrated bear is atop a ladder propped against a completely white christmas tree. The bear is brown. The sky is navy. The bear seems to be either placing a star in the sky or taking a star from the sky to decorate the tree. Image by Bianca Van Dijk from Pixabay

Image by Bianca Van Dijk from Pixabay

I've never been so much of a Grinch but I'm not really into Christmas. I've only got so much patience for holiday music. Music gets stuck in my head easily and getting Little Drummer Boy stuck in my head even once is intolerable. It might be surprising to hear that I'm kind of grooving to the Worst Christmas playlist by the Effin Birds creator. Some of the songs in it are old favorites. Some are cynical cash grabs. Some are well-intentioned but flawed attempts. I'm not going to say which I think Christopher Lee's heavy metal Christmas album. After a few hearty laughs, I still enjoyed his rendition of Silent Night.

Some of the best holiday music written in the past century has close ties to Holiday Specials. Somehow, Christmas doesn't seem like Christmas without Vince Guaraldi's A Charlie Brown Christmas or the music from How The Grinch Stole Christmas! While Boris Karloff's You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch is a crowd-pleaser, I think Welcome Christmas is the real musical star of the original Grinch special.

Tis the season

I don't usually say so unprompted but my favorite Christmas movie is Gremlins. It really is a Christmas movie. It's not quite cynical but it's also not really the kind of thing a major Christmas enjoyer would recognize as a Christmas movie.

It's A Wonderful Life is my runner up. A movie that's not really so much about Christmas as it is about working class communities supporting each other in the face of the real villain of the Holidays: obscenely wealthy guys.

Over the past few years, I've watched some new Christmas movies and some that aren't quite new but are new to me.

A Christmas Story and Silent Night, Deadly Night are two of the latter. I've heard a lot about A Christmas Story over the years. The reality wasn't anything like what I'd imagined. I try to go into movies knowing as little as possible. Basically everything I had heard was about the protagonist being told he would shoot his eye out if he got a BB gun for Christmas. That was a part of the story but it was really more a series of vignettes based on stories written by Jean Shepherd about his own life. It's not a bad movie but, kind of like my experience with The Goonies, I had to have been there (at the time the movie was in its heyday or at a similar time in my own life). I really wasn't so it's not for me.

Silent Night, Deadly Night is a horror movie. More particularly, it's a slasher horror movie. It's thematically a Christmas movie in that it takes place around Christmas and the slasher is dressed up in a Santa Costume. There were a curious number of lies told about the movie when it first came out. Santa is, for sure, not murdering people in that movie. Some very respected reviewers gave it nonsensically bad reviews. Is it high art? No. It doesn't need to be, though.

Three movies that are actually pretty new and Christmas related are: Anne and the Apocalypse, 8-Bit Christmas, and Happiest Season.

Anne and the Apocalypse is a zombie Christmas musical. The songs were great. The stories were great. The way they were combined ... someone needed to have seen a few more musicals before taking a pass at this. The leads give really understated performances in the songs themselves which is ... distracting if you've seen more than one musical. Still, it's a great zombie movie, a pretty good musical, and it's got some Christmas in it too. If that sounds fun to you, give it a shot.

8-Bit Christmas is a 80s nostalgia piece that's kind of cashing in on the 80s nostalgia we see in places like Stranger Things. It also tells a very Goonies like story of a group of kids in the 80s getting up to an adventure around Christmas. While it is banking on a certain type of nostalgia, it never gets distracted from the point: telling a good story. How cheesy and underwhelming the NES would be today is absolutely an element of the enjoyment of the movie. It's a great way of reminding us adults that the stuff we were obsessed with was pretty cringey too when were that age. It won't join my yearly roundup but I think it's worth a watch.

Happiest Season is something I've been after for a long time: A cheesy budget holiday movie for queer folks instead of specifically for people who are telling themselves they are impossibly straight. Clea DuVall directs and co-wrote the screenplay. Kristen Stewart and Mackenzie Davis play partners who are this close to getting married but one of them is in the closet. Daniel Levy plays a familiar role for him but his character has a much healthier perspective than in Schitt's Creek. The story beats are familiar but it's a fresh take and not just because many of the characters are queer. Saying more would be a spoiler. This was exactly what I wanted it to be and some times that's the exact right thing.

Wrapping this up

I've got guesses about what has me in a holiday mood. That's more a topic for me and my diary, though. At least for once, I can be a little less of a bah humbug about the whole thing. If you've stuck it out this far, thanks for joining me. Merry Christmas, you old savings and loan!

Oh, and hey, I did end up putting up that tree.

Speaking of the season, I have a guest blog about another point of winter nostalgia which will go live on Long and Short Reviews on Boxing Day.

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An isometric view of a cartoon musical keyboard with one key shy of a full octave. The keyboard body is orange. It has yellow panels on the sides of the top. The sharps / flats are teal colored as are two large knobs at either end. There are four light grey pad style buttons along the back edge. The keyboard floats above a teal colored surface.

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I like to watch music theory videos from time to time. Hell, sometimes I just like to watch people who know what they're doing as they do those things even if I have no idea what they're doing. I do use the theory videos, though.

I took piano lessons when I was younger. It involved a fair amount of music theory. I might have carried it on further but I was more interested in composing than I was in playing the kinds of things music lessons tend to focus on.

The kinds of things my teacher taught me in piano lessons didn't really stick because I didn't see how they applied. It's kind of like learning programming from a book without actually sitting down with a compiler (or interpreter) and trying things.

I recently watched a video from Aimee Nolte on why the verse to Yesterday had to be 7 bars long. It's a great video. Aimee noodles around, approaching the topic from different angles and comes to a conclusion of sorts but the journey is more than where you end up. Much like with the song itself.

One thing Aimee mentions in her video is that verses are usually eight bars. Seven is extremely unusual. Perhaps a weakness of my own musical education but it never occurred to me that most verses were eight bars. I compose regularly and I have no idea how many bars my verses usually are.

The members of The Beatles weren't classically trained. A lot of times when you listen to their songs kind of knowing what you're doing but not knowing that, you can wonder, well, “why's there an extra beat in this bar?” Or “why did they do this that way?” Sometimes they did it intentionally even though they “knew better.” Maybe even every time. I'd like to imagine they would have made the same choices even if they had more theory under their belts. Even though it was “wrong.” Doing it right wouldn't have made the songs better.

I'm not here to add to the hagiography of The Beatles. I won't pretend that ignorance is a virtue either. But sometimes you're better off playing with the tools of music, language, or whatever you work with rather than trying to fit all the rules in your head and create something perfect. I tend to use my studies to explore new areas and possibilities. Like my most recent noodle in G dorian.

An attentive listener will notice 'verse' is 6 bars long. I suppose it's possible that songs in ¾ tend to have 6. Another thing I don't know, though. 🙀

A 3/4 song in G dorian. The song is called Sowchayv and it's written by Jall Barret

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An audio cassette on a white surface. The cassette is opaque black and doesn't have a label on it. Several feet of tape have been pulled out and are coiled messily on thel same white surface the cassette rests on.

Image by Gianni Crestani from Pixabay

It's interesting watching a technology that felt new to me (even though it was quite old at the time I was using it) suddenly get renewed attention.

I still remember the first cassette album I owned. I'm sure it wasn't literally the first cassette tape I owned and I'm not sure whether I bought it with my allowance or if it was a present. I would name drop it but it turns out not all the artists from my youth listening to CCM became queer affirming. Some of them became pretty rancid!

The album meant a lot to me at the time. It's hard to think of that album without hearing the slightly imperfect warble of the tape speeding up and down just slightly as it played in my headphones.

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