By Huntress Thompson
I’m dedicating old number 5 on our little advent calendar of cool Christmas songs to Shake Sum Action’s DJ Swampgirl, for being the only other person who would readily admit that Hanson does a fuck-off brilliant cover of this festive classic.
But before you click away from this page, throw your computer in a lake and set yourself on fire at the rage of seeing boyband fangirling on this site, let me reassure you that we’re focusing firmly on the Otis Redding version of Merry Christmas, Baby for this post.
I am frantically hoping to reclaim cool points, but I also do much prefer Otis’s more upbeat, hip swayinger, toe-tappier cover to the bluesy crooner first popularised by Johnny Moore’s Three Blazers and, later, Chuck Berry.
Merry Christmas, Baby is a 2 and a half minute love story of capitalist holiday wooing, where the Baby in question buys Otis all manner of Christmas tat (diamond rings, good ol’ presents etc) and he concludes that he’s in paradise. Otis Redding does come off as a bit of a tart in this one, but overall I think he’s really one of the best people we’ve managed to turn out as a species, so he can have all the good ol’ presents he likes, in my book. Whores will have their trickets.
Right, here it is. And I’ll leave a link to the Hanson cover over here, and you can just do with it what you will.
More A Very Vandal Christmas here.
In the vacuum between dark and light, Siouxsie Sioux and Emmylou Harris, Amelie and Travis Bickle, Huntress Thompson is an idiot lost, and reporting from the field. If you’re after irrational rants about cupcakes and Johnny Cash (and you probably aren’t), she’s grumpy, but she’s your girl.