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There are numerous great Christmas songs,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but very occasionally, a song arrives that not only catches the Christmas spirit but somehow clicks using the mood from the times. Such songs use heightened seasonal sentiments for connecting with the deeper emotions of the era. For instance,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], White Christmas, Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas, Happy Xmas (War has ended), Fairytale of New York.
This season, we can acclaim a unique Irish voice because it seeks to join the pantheon of Christmas classics. Where the great Irving Berlin has gone before, along with Shane MacGowan, Judy Garland, Bing Crosby, John Lennon, Nat 'King' Cole and Mel 'Chestnuts Roasting' Torme. I speak, of course, of Ding Dong Denny O'Reilly. In fact, Denny's name and also the word subtle have never before been mentioned within the same sentence. Nevertheless, this time around Ding Dong has produced an audio lesson that captures a moment within the good reputation for this great little nation.
White Christmas is a great song, its greatness dulled by over-familiarity with decades of syrupy performances. The background music superbly serves what, alternately lifting and subverting the atmosphere. But however good the song, it wouldn't have grown to be iconic whether it didn't catch the atmosphere of the times that emerged.
The lyrics sketch a supposed idyllic Christmas,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], "just like the ones we used to know". Berlin had no such memories -- he was a refugee from the unspeakable horrors from the Russian anti-Jewish pogroms. White Christmas was originally a satire. By the time he developed the final version from the song, in 1942, America was at war,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the troops were away. Berlin cut the satirical elements and produced a moving reminder from the human urge to recall, and the long to relive, a less complicated, happier time (real or imaginary).
By 1944, the saddest of Christmas songs, Have Your Merry Little Christmas, reflected the melancholy of the generation at a loss for war and loss -- family members dead, missing or still within the type of fire. "Some day soon we all will be together, when the fates allow./Until then we'll need to muddle through somehow."
In 1971, John Lennon caught the atmosphere of a generation that wanted a finish towards the Vietnam war. In 1987, inside a deep recession, Fairytale of recent York emerged -- a bitter narrative of love befuddled, dreams mislaid and also the bells still ringing out for Christmas day. Hopes crushed, hope still struggling to survive.
And what would a Christmas song seem like today, one that attempted to capture the spirit of those times? How would it encompass the impoverishment of the numerous, the continuing flaunting of great wealth through the few, the excesses, the lies and the contempt casually displayed by our leaders?
There are always voices of dissent. In the Eighties, Moving Hearts and also the Blades. Today, Damien Dempsey and also the Mighty Stef. The latter sings from the destruction wrought by the liars and thieves, so when he launches into his chorus, "We want blood!", I'm certain he's being metaphorical.
Of course, we are able to think that there are things happening beneath the radar, invisible to those people older than 22. I had been amazed when some young people put their hands up on Vincent Browne's TV3 show and launched into a bounc-ing version from the late Liam Weldon's majestic Dark Horse about the Wind. "Now, charlatans wear dead men's shoes/Aye, and rattle dead men's bones./'Ere the dust has settled on their tombs/ They've sold the stones."
Somewhere, Weldon's spirit was dancing.
I am not sure where Ding Dong Denny O'Reilly is originating from, politically. And I'm not sure I want to know. He began as the invention of Paul Woodfull, musician and comedian (area of the I, Keano crew). Denny started out as a pub republican,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], subverting nat-ionalistic bombast (The Cra-ck We'd the Day We Died for Ireland). His song on the Famine was, it can truly be said, an authentic take on the topic (The Potatoes Aren't Looking the Best).
A current song, The Ireland We Loved, laments the appearance in our European masters and also the collapse of the country we loved. "From now on we will do things their way." Then notes that the Ireland we loved included 18-hour hospital queues, Magdalene Laundries and priests raping children.
Denny isn't radio-friendly, his language is direct. You really don't wish to hear precisely how, in search of drink, he'd have a shortcut through Brian Cowen. His solution to the present debt crisis? Upset "the Krauts", he sings in Germany Calling. "If we do what they want, we'll get no bleedin' thanks, we'll be eating nettles to pay their poxy banks." His response is mass emigration to Germany, and "make Berlin like Temple Bar at 12 on the Saturday night". Stay there drinking until they give in.
It is a bowsie version of the "let's get stroppy" strategy recently canvassed among our intellectuals.
Merry Christmas on Merrion Road won't be on any radio playlists, and wouldn't be even if Denny cleared up the language. The song reminds us it's not all doom and gloom this yuletide, it lists the lucky residents from the titular road, the barristers, doctors, bankers, higher civil servants, judges, developers, brokers, consultants, academics and politicians -- and their celebrations amidst the ruins. "The crack will be manic, the turkey organic."
Mind you,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], this is not just rhetoric, it's documentary. "No danger they'll reap in the seeds they have sowed."
Although lacking any Christmas references,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], Denny's earlier song, S'pose a Riot has run out of the Question?, is possibly his masterpiece. "Well,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], they gambled and royally cavorted/They drank and they shagged and they snorted./They cheated and bribed, they extorted and lied, so when it went wrong they were sorted."
The song is about widespread timidity in the face of wholesale robbery. The tone is regretful, resigned. The fighting Irish don't do anger, Denny sings, except when Thierry Henry handles a ball, or someone throws the head over Pat Kenny's wages.
The recording (on YouTube) is strong -- a middle-aged, overweight man, standing in front of the GPO,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the Garden of Remembrance, the Dail, keeping time on the drum slung in one shoulder. "These wankers are sousing on Bolly/Folks are dying on hospital trolleys." Asking if a fact is out of the quest-ion, and answering within the negative. "I just thought, sure, t'was worth a suggest-ion". A shrug: "It's your cou-ntry, your money, your call."
The treetops glisten, and children pay attention to hear sleighbells within the snow. This year, some of those kids are kids of a smaller Santa. Their presents come in cheap plastic. The turkey will be chicken roll, the halls will be decked with cheap tinsel. As well as in the new year the children is going to be fed in the bottom shelf from the supermarket, where the "white mince" is kept,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], 28 per cent fat.
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