Today marks another milestone as we head into the month of April and the shares are still flowing! I never imagined I could keep it going this long, but here we are. I keep saying that the coffers are almost empty and it's true, but I keep scraping the sides of the barrel and something always seems to fall out. I can count the number of unfinished files on my hard drive on my fingers now, so the end is near (Repent!). But I'm not stopping yet. Today is a pretty yellow & brown marbled record from the budget label king, Tops. This music was probably reissued a dozen or more times throughout the sixties (usually without White Christmas so they wouldn't have to pay anyone any songwriting royalties), but this appears to be it's first issue. It's a sister album to a couple of records I recorded and shared out early in the season over at my pal Buster's
excellent blog. (
Go get 'em if you don't have 'em yet.) It's simple choral stuff but it has a sound that really takes you back to that period in history. This is
The Fireside Carolers-
Let's All Sing Our Christmas Favorites (Tops/Mayfair 9676S, Stereo, 1959). Enjoy!
1. O, Come All Ye Faithful
2. God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
3. It Came Upon A Midnight Clear
4. Hark, The Herald Angels Sing
5. Jingle Bells
6. The First Noel
7. Silent Night
8. White Christmas
9. Deck The Halls; Joy To The World
10. O Little Town Of Bethlehem
MEGA
Well Ernie, glad you offered this album, I was out of your shares to listen today.
ReplyDeleteBesides, you cannot go wrong with "Tops", at least they are superior to some of those vanity and tone-deaf records.
Funny, the above comment I sent did not get sent right.
ReplyDeleteThat being said Ernie, you still have toes to count on.
Great, just great? Well good anyways.
ReplyDeleteSomething tells me those two men in this photo have been celebrating with something in the liquid vain. What next, are they going to be wearing lamp shades and trying to steal kisses?
I heard stories from my parents about these parties they attended from the 1950s and 1960s. Like the one where my mother pushed an inebriated woman out the window into the flower bed. My mother was very jealous and protective of my father. As my mother told me, this lady never remembered this situation the very next day.