Why this song you might ask, with total legitimacy? Well, there are many reasons, probably both starting and ending with the fact that this old hippie fart believes this to be the finest song to come out of a unique era of music. And because I gave myself the album on which it appears for Christmas in my very early, impressionable teen years, hence the association.
"River," by Joni Mitchell, has to be one of the most unusual songs to somehow, slowly, slowly, wend its way into the classic Christmas canon. Again, a song that goes straight to heart.
Finally, no explanations necessary here. It's a toss up - who would you rather have come down the chimney, Santa or Eartha? Eartha or Santa? Something in a name, something in a rhyme. Truly, there is only one Santa and, as far as I know, one Eartha.
Eartha. Just think about that name.
Best of holidays to all. I'm very fond of the winter solstice - a dangerous time, true, for all species, hence all those lights from the upright brigade. Bank up the fire, brothers and sisters. Someone's told me that, from here on out, it will get lighter every day.
Now that's my definition of hope.
whether the new year comes
translated by David G. Lanoue
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