אַ ניקל פֿאַר זיי, אַ ניקל פֿאַר מיר
Apparently I can no longer re-toast myself a signature half pastrami, half corned beef sandwich from Mamaleh's without spending the rest of the evening singing the same-named hit from a 1917 American Yiddish musical. The Folksbiene never seems to have revived it and if the rest of the score was as catchy, they really should. (I am charmed that the composer clearly found the nickel conceit tempting enough to revisit in a later show, but that line quoted about the First Lady, didn't I just ask the twentieth century to stay where we left it?)
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spatch maintains it is not American-normal to be able to sing the Holst setting of "In the Bleak Midwinter," which until last night I had assumed was just such seasonal wallpaper that I had absorbed it by unavoidable dint of Christmas—it's one of the carols I can't remember learning, unlike others which have identifiable vectors in generally movies, madrigals, or folk LPs. Opinions?
Thanks to lunisolar snapback, Hanukkah like every other holiday this year seems to have sprung up out of nowhere, but we managed to get hold of candles last night and tomorrow will engage in the mitzvah of last-minute cleaning the menorah.
P.S. I fell down a slight rabbit hole of Bruce Adler and now feel I have spent an evening at a Yiddish vaudeville house on the Lower East Side circa 1926.
At the other end of the musical spectrum,
spatch maintains it is not American-normal to be able to sing the Holst setting of "In the Bleak Midwinter," which until last night I had assumed was just such seasonal wallpaper that I had absorbed it by unavoidable dint of Christmas—it's one of the carols I can't remember learning, unlike others which have identifiable vectors in generally movies, madrigals, or folk LPs. Opinions?Thanks to lunisolar snapback, Hanukkah like every other holiday this year seems to have sprung up out of nowhere, but we managed to get hold of candles last night and tomorrow will engage in the mitzvah of last-minute cleaning the menorah.
P.S. I fell down a slight rabbit hole of Bruce Adler and now feel I have spent an evening at a Yiddish vaudeville house on the Lower East Side circa 1926.
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Californian born and raised, and In the Bleak Midwinter is such a Regular Carol to me that I'm a bit surprised there are people (who celebrate Christmas or otherwise listen to Christmas Music) who WOULDN'T know it. And while i have some advantages, both as a former children's chorus singer and as the daughter of a mother who has so many Christmas music CDs she could probably listen continuously through Advent without repeats, I'm also pretty sure* I've heard it in the local radio station's All Christmas All December programming. And they're normally AdultContemp, so pretty Blandly Typical imho.
(*i try to tune it out, 6 hours a day 5 days a week is way beyond too much, but coworker likes the noise and no other station comes in as well...)
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Not at all! I was canvassing. Pleased to meet you.
Californian born and raised, and In the Bleak Midwinter is such a Regular Carol to me that I'm a bit surprised there are people (who celebrate Christmas or otherwise listen to Christmas Music) who WOULDN'T know it.
That's useful to hear about, especially the mainstream radio presence. (Which does sound like a lot of Christmas radio.) I listen mostly to college and folk stations, but the latter could certainly be a vector at the right time of year.