We made a Christmas album, unironically. Our last release from two years ago was a Christmas song. We’re basically an indie Christmas band at this point. We don’t have much else going on.
I like Christmas music with its bells, glocks, and idiophones galore. It sounds like Bruce Springstein’s E Street band has taken over the airwaves for a month. I don’t tune in every year, but it’s nice to know it’s there. I can listen to glock rock if I so choose.
I’ve wanted to make this little album for a few years, but it’s always chaotic to try to record it in December. Luckily, we started this in October and just barely made the yuletide deadline.
Los Doggies Christmas is 5-minutes-long and features lyrics not by me, but rather poetesses of the 19th, 20th, and 21st centuries. I prefer to write music, so I’m happy to have others write lyrics for me. Lyrics are usually the last thing I think about, and it’s always a strain to fit syllables to a melody (like writing poetry). This is how Sir Elton John wrote his tunes and it’s why he sang, “Pizza maaaan…melting all his cheese on pizza rolls.”
On this album, you’ll hear a secular song, a religious song, and a classic chestnut ballad. The first two contain lyrics written centuries ago now in the public domain. I tried to do these poems justice and make music that would sound pleasing to Victorian ears. The kind of music Mary and her immaculate baby could coo along with. Even the ox and lamb could tap out the rhythm in cloven beats. The Magi preferred prog polyrhythms in odd-times, so they’d go take a bowl break.
As George Michael used to say, “Happy Christmas!”
Listen to Los Doggies Christmas on Bandcamp
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