SOUNDTRACK: LOS LOBOS-Tiny Desk Concert #926 (December 18, 2019).
One of my favoirte Christmas songs is “Donde Esta Santa Claus?” so I’m always pleased to hear someone play it (it’s not overplayed yet). I didn’t realize that this Tiny Desk Concert was a Christmas themed one, so when Los Lobos opened with this song, I knew it had to go on Christmas Day.
The band called up tunes from the Latin holiday song book, straight from their recently released, first-ever Christmas album, Llegó Navidad, a bilingual collection of songs from across Latin America and the U.S.
Imagine my surprise to read this about my favorite Christmas song:
They kicked it off with an obscure novelty hit that was once popular in Latino households in the Southwest, “¿Dónde Está Santa Claus?” It was originally a lushly orchestrated affair that is now a “lowrider oldie.”
The percussion is in full effect on this song with Enrique “Bugs” Gonzalez on drums, Marcos Reyes on congas and Louie Perez on a washboard type scratcher. The song features a cool baritone sax solo from keyboardist Steve Berlin and a little acoustic guitar solo from singer Cesar Rosas.
David Hidalogo on 12 string electric guitar takes lead vocals on the new album’s title cut, “Llegó Navidad.” The song
is actually a classic from the Fania Records catalog originally performed by the Puerto Rican composer and singer Ismael Rivera. Los Lobos retains its pan-Latin callout to holiday celebrations across Latin America, set to a slow burning montuno groove.
There’s some cool low notes from the baritone sax and Hidalo’s gentle voice over the top.
For the third song, “Christmas and You” Louie Perez plays a jarana and Hidalgo sings lead. It’s interesting to me that I am more familiar with Rosas as the lead singer. I wonder how many songs he actually sings.
The band adds a David Hidalgo and Louie Perez original to the Latin holiday songbook with “Christmas and You,” a plaintive ballad about desperate loss that we would easily call a carte vena (vein cutter). The great Mexican essayist Alma Guillermoprieto once wrote that it’s not a real Mexican party “until someone cries,” and this song does the trick.
A brief keyboard/bells solo from Berlin keeps the holiday spirit in the song.
For the final song “It’s Christmas Time In Texas,” Hidalgo picks up the accordion and the bouncy bass from Conrad Lozano makes this a fun polka style holiday song.
The party ends by sending everyone home, dancing with “It’s Christmas Time In Texas,” a song by the great Tex- Mex troubadour, Freddy Fender. It’s a Los Lobos scorcher, complete with accordion and good times that would get even abuelita dancing.
The Tiny Desk holiday shows are always fun, I wish there were more.
[READ: December 25, 2019] “A Hint for Next Christmas”
This year, S. ordered me The Short Story Advent Calendar. This is my fourth time reading the Calendar. I didn’t know about the first one until it was long out of print (sigh), but each year since has been very enjoyable. Here’s what they say this year
The Short Story Advent Calendar is back! And to celebrate its fifth anniversary, we’ve decided to make the festivities even more festive, with five different coloured editions to help you ring in the holiday season.
No matter which colour you choose, the insides are the same: it’s another collection of expertly curated, individually bound short stories from some of the best writers in North America and beyond.
(This is a collection of literary, non-religious short stories for adults. For more information, visit our Frequently Asked Questions page.)
As always, each story is a surprise, so you won’t know what you’re getting until you crack the seal every morning starting December 1. Once you’ve read that day’s story, check back here to read an exclusive interview with the author.
Want a copy? Order one here.
I’m pairing music this year with some Christmas songs that I have come across this year.
Yes, this is the creator of Winnie the Pooh. I didn’t know he wrote essays, but I definitely want to read more after this. This essay appeared in Milne’s 1920 collection If I May and it rings true almost 100 years later in nearly every way.
The essay is comic, but there’s truth throughout.
He encourages some kind of regulation on the size of Christmas gifts. If he buys a lace handkerchief or a cigarette holder and someone says “It’s just what I wanted, how ever did you think of it?” You do no reply “Well, it was a choice between that and hundredweight of coal and I’ll give you two guesses why I chose the handkerchief.”
But when he arrives at the party, he gives the handkerchief and he is given a homemade wardrobe or a large brass candlestick. It is all very gratifying, but how are you supposed to get it back home? It’s not going to fit in your suit case!
There should also be a standard amount spent as well. How bad do you feel when you give someone 25 cigarettes and he has given you 100 cigars.
Then he tells a tale of his friend William. William arrived at t a family gathering believing there were no gifts to be exchanged only to find out that everyone had a gift but him. Rather than looking for a last minute gift, he set about writing “And William” at the end of the names on the tags so the presents said, “To John and Mary from Charles and William.” Although he admits he didn’t feel right about adding that to “Darling Mother from her loving children.”
Then he talks about Christmas cards. After a short section about children buying them, he proposes a rule for sending cards to old friends that you haven’t seen in a long time.
if we did happen to meet at the Marble Arch one day, it would be awfully jolly, and we could go and have lunch together somewhere, and talk about old times. But our lives have drifted apart since those old days. … Besides, we have made different friends now, and our tastes are different. After we had talked about the old days, I doubt if we should have much to say to each other. Each of us would think the other a bit of a bore, and our wives would wonder why we had ever been friends at Liverpool. But don’t think I have forgotten you. I just send this card to let you know that I am still alive, still at the same address, and that I still remember you. No need, if we ever do meet, or if we ever want each other’s help, to begin by saying: ‘I suppose you have quite forgotten those old days at Liverpool.’ We have neither of us forgotten; and so let us send to each other, once a year, a sign that we have not forgotten, and that once upon a time we were friends. ‘A merry Christmas to you.’
But honestly, he says, sending cards like that to people you see every day or every week is a but silly.
This essay made me laugh a lot because I often think exactly the same thing when I send out cards.
This was an excellent ending to this year’s Short Story Advent Calendar. I look forward to what’s in store for 2020.
The calendar says, It’s December 25. To officially conclude the 2019 Short Story Advent Calendar, we present a practical story from A. A. Milne, creator of Winnie-the-Pooh.
As always, thank you for reading. We’ll see you in the new year.

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