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A-Caroling We Will Go

It's not that I dislike carolers per se, although I think that at some level I regard their interruption of my evenings as on a par with door-to-door salesmen. Rather, I'm getting increasingly narked by the fact that the carolers that we get round here only seem to know one carol: Silent Night. It has reached the point when I feel pleased if they're singing Away in a Manger instead, and that's an asinine ditty without compare.

Whatever happened to all of the interesting carols? Where is God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen or Good Christian Men Rejoice? Whither The Holly and the Ivy? Most of all, why does noone seem to know (let alone sing) the Coventry Carol?

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I just told them ( the only ones I've had so far ) I had no change.

I am with you on this bit of bah, humbug.

Every year around this time my dear wife and I put up a sign in the porch that reads "No carol singers, thank you". We haven't been bothered in years.
We alsopout up a "No trick or treat" sign on Halloween, and have never yet had eggs smashed over our front door.

Miserable misanthropic sods? Why yes, we are, thank you for noticing.

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My missus used to sing in a church choir, so has pretty much every christmas carol stored in her capacious brain.

Possibly cos the Coventry Carol is not really very jolly?

I've never had anyone come caroling anywhere I've lived. It's just as well because unless they were going to do it in proper four-part harmony I would probably be scathing and not give them anything.

Possibly cos the Coventry Carol is not really very jolly?

There are times when a song about trying to keep a noisy baby/toddler quiet seem entirely apt. Also, I think that the Slaughter of the Innocents should form a compulsory part of school Nativity plays. If nothing else, it would offset the proliferation of "3rd Snowflake" characters.

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This made me laugh so much I cried. Thanks!

Oh bloody hell... I'm in for trouble then with my twins favourite film being A Nighmare Before Christmas! Can you imagine what characters they're going to be demanding to be playing?! I'm going to end up paying for the teachers' psych bill :) Those two will be the ones demanding more blood in the production... excellent! Quite good we live in Coventry really :)

Speaking as a Coventrian, the Coventry carol is fecking hard! Getting a bunch of people knowing it well enough to sing together on a doorstep is tough. The fact that it is not very jolly wipes out the value of investing in learning it.

Wondering if people will notice that the effect of working in the private sector has rubbed off a little.

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That's an inspired approach. I clearly have much to learn.

"Good tidings we bring to you and your king..."


We used to do Veni Veni EEEEMMAAAHHHHHANANANA YEW ELLLLL ... but now I forget all the words in Latin ((

Ohh I love that one. We used to sing it at chapel in the sixth form. But in English.

Could be worse. They could be singing Mistletoe and Wine. That has got to be the worst Christmas song ever ever ever.

There was once a christmas carol written to the tune of Eastenders, called "Glory be to God on high".

That or Cliff - a tough choice.

I could send you a sample CD that would have you *longing* for Mistletoe and Wine by the end of it...

Those might require some kind of talent and effort. You can "sing" Silent Night just by slurring out a drone with the odd fluctuation in it.

I usually offer a deal whereby they earn a quid if they can manage at least two (preferably three) verses of something that I recognise as a carol. 'Jingle Bells' does not count.

If they can sing 'It Came Upon the Midnight Clear' I'll give £2.

Haven't yet had to pay out on the second one, but if a decent choir comes past (happens once in a blue moon) then I'll go along and join them. Usually it's just a couple of kids who can't even hold a tune.

I'm working up 'Herod and the Cock' (a dozen or so verses, rather than the very common 4 verse version, or the original thirty some-odd) for the folk club on Sunday. Then next week I'm taking as a challenge; a year or two ago a singer at the club described 'In the Bleak Midwinter' as the 'weirdest and most sombre carol of all'. Obviously, it's not even close. In many ways, Down in Yon Forest has the crown, but I think Frankie wants to sing that. So I've plumped for The Mistletoe Bough, once so popular that I have it in a 60s collection of 'favourite carols' that otherwise only has a dozen or so absolute favourites. It tells a classic Christmas tale of disappearance and accidental entombment and appears to have no religious content whatsoever.

But I was pretty shocked when I put 'Wassail' as the slogan on a Christmas card the other year, and many of my friends and relatives commented that they had no idea what I meant by that.

I am pretty sure that I have fewer than 1000 songs tagged 'holiday' in the collection, and that includes wonders like 'Happy Holidays Love Barney', which is completely appalling.

I must confess that the only reason I know what it means to 'wassail' is that I came across it in Oh England My Lionheart by Kate Bush when I was about 14 and looked it up in a dictionary.

no-one reads The Dark Is Rising any more then...

I'm now feeling very smug about the 3 hours I spent yesterday singing carols in the shopping centre and then the local nursing home. Yes, we did have the words (and in some cases the music) and we did do some in harmony.

It was lovely to see a number of cynical looking shoppers pause and listen and put some money in the bucket (for Naomi House).

I just got half a chorus of slurred and disinterested "We Wish You A Merry Christmas". Unfortunately, my usual defence of not answering the door was thwarted by them turning up just as I was taking the binbags out.

As tempting as it was to rummage through my bag of goodies for their gift, I decided that the amount of breakables in my porch warrented consulting the wallet instead. I can only hope the shiny coin keeps them from shoplifting for another night.

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