There’s a lot of Christmas Music out there, and by the time Christmas actually comes around you get nauseous whenever the stuff is inflicted on you.
New Years, or more to the point, New Year’s Eve is a different story. The Music is pretty thin on the ground once you get past Auld Lang Syne, unless you want to branch into classical and play some cuts from the Fledermaus or the Blue Danube. The alternative is to play something by someone who died in the waning year, but that can be a bit of a downer, so I’m leaving Captain Beefheart until next week. (By the way, any Beefheart fans out there? Suggestions for best songs welcome.)
In any event, I have chosen a third way, a song that could at least be considered suggestive of New Years. After all, it’s the night that everyone else goes to parties, particularly the folks in high hats and Arrow collars. This being the year when the rich have really established their dominance, it seems only fitting that we leave it with a paean to their predecessors of the last Depression.
Fred Astaire Puttin’ on the Ritz.
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