Lo! he abhorrs not the virgin's womb (being the worst line of poetry ever writ)
I've been asked by a composer friend to write some (Welsh) lyrics for him to turn into a "Christmas song" for our choir to sing. I write lyrics now and then and once I get a bud of an idea I can get a whole song out of it fairly quickly. Trouble is, I've written at least three original lyrics concerning Christmas in recent years, and am, as then, now faced with the main problem of being original. As someone with a tiny iota of self-respect I refuse to write something throwaway about shepherds stars and Jesus in a manger, not because I don't think it's significant, but because it will be like every other carol and will thus have no real reason for existing. And I absolutely don't want to write anything involving Santa Claus and his fucking reindeer.
In search for inspiration I made some random Google searches and, in passing, came across this site. It's an entertainingly cynical dissection of Christmas music (both trad and modern) which mostly scorns the brapholatric nature of most olde carols and the twisted and vacuous messages of bee-bop songs which tell us to rock around the Christmas tree or recall an animal with a red nose who only made friends because they realised they were shafted without him. Not sure if the site's given me many ideas, but it's reminded me what I should avoid.
In search for inspiration I made some random Google searches and, in passing, came across this site. It's an entertainingly cynical dissection of Christmas music (both trad and modern) which mostly scorns the brapholatric nature of most olde carols and the twisted and vacuous messages of bee-bop songs which tell us to rock around the Christmas tree or recall an animal with a red nose who only made friends because they realised they were shafted without him. Not sure if the site's given me many ideas, but it's reminded me what I should avoid.