December, 2009
“That’s what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown!”
“A Charlie Brown Christmas” Charles Schulz (Charlie Brown Records) The 1966 Emmy and Peapody Award-winning, Primetime CBS-TV special that became an annual holiday ritual for kids of all ages. Repelled by the commercialism he sees around him, Charlie Brown tries to find the true meaning of Christmas.
The soundtrack by jazz composer Vince Guaraldi has become as well-known as the story itself. In particular, the instrumental “Linus and Lucy” has come to be regarded as the signature musical theme of the Peanuts specials. Additionally “Christmas Time is Here” has become a popular Christmas tune. A soundtrack album for the special was released by Fantasy Records and remains a perennial best-seller. (While the soundtrack contains some music that does not appear in the TV special, it also fails to include two musical themes which appear in the special. Both of those missing themes are, however, available on another album by the Vince Guaraldi Trio entitled Charlie Brown’s Holiday Hits.)
Taking stock
“Um Natal Tranquilo e Prospero” 1966 This is a strange one indeed. A guy alone with his stocks and bonds on Christmas. Yet he’s satisfied with just his pipe and his prosperity. Why is he dressed as Santa? He looks like he just pulled off a heist. Maybe he dressed as Santa for his Wall Street Christmas party and stole everyone’s bonuses.
Cocksucker blues
“Exile On Main Street” The Rolling Stones Cover art design and photography by Robert Frank. Frank’s, 1958 publication of The Americans, a book of photographs with an introduction by Jack Kerouac, changed modern photography. In 1972, he directed “Cocksucker Blues,” an infamous, seldom-seen and much bootleged, cinema verite documentary of The Stones American Tour that year. In conjunction with the Metropolitan Museum’s current Robert Frank exhibit of The Americans, I attended a screening of CB. After years of having only a crappy VHS dupe, it was amazing to see the band misbehaving – and performing – on a clean print in the museum’s theater. And how strange to see this notorious, dirty, “underground” movie being celebrated and analyzed at the Met, the bastion of high art.