Today it is two weeks from Christmas. This is fine with me, because I finished my Christmas shopping. However, the astute reader will notice that last night was two weeks before Christmas Eve. So last night at choir practice we had our second rehearsal of a variety of pieces of music for Christmas Eve.
We have only the sketchiest of plans for the music for the Christmas Eve service. There are a couple of choir pieces, neither of which has even reached the point of getting the notes right. There may be solos, none of which has been practiced or even firmly decided upon. There is a sextet for which we currently have only a quartet.
There are no more rehearsals between now and Christmas Eve. This is because there is some vague plan to go caroling next week, at maybe 5:30 or 6:00, we don’t know.
I tried to be nice about this. I agreed back in October, since I’m the leader of the music ministry team, to help plan the Christmas Eve music. So there we were, after the last rehearsal before Christmas Eve, planning it. But not really, because we don’t know the pastor’s plans for the service. We don’t know how many peices he wants, or what kind of music, or what length the pieces need to be.
“It’s too late to plan,” I said, “and we don’t have enough information. At this point, whoever’s responsible for this should make decisions, and I’ll do what I’m told.”
I would prefer, at this point, not to be involved in it at all. There are two services that evening, in which I’ll be singing seriously under-rehearsed music, and listening to other people singing seriously under-rehearsed music, and I hear that the neighboring church is singing the Vivaldi “Gloria.”
Oh, well. The song for today is “Jing a Ling Jing a Ling,” which you can hear on YouTube. This is one of those relentlessly perky songs from the 1950s. In fact, this one is from 1950, which makes it one of the earliest of the group. It was written by Paul Smith and Don Raye.
The 1950s gave us a plethora of Christmas songs, including “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree,” “Jingle Bell Rock,” and “Frosty the Snowman.” You don’t need links ot those songs because you’ve heard them every time you left your house this month. But you might not already know “Jing a Ling, Jing a Ling,” which makes those other songs sound lackadaisical.