We’re starting to hit the holiday sweet spot. That time after Thanksgiving where even the scroogiest of people start getting into the spirit, and radio stations switch to an all-Christmas format, playing old standards and new additions to holiday music canon.
Scott Weiland mixed old and the new with his Christmas album, putting his touch on the usual standards. It’s not bad, just odd.
Weiland took Bing Crosby’s arrangement of the song and re-recorded it. He croons like the old timers, and surrounds himself with singing women while looking constipated. I like that he kept it simple. Sometimes the material speaks for itself and there is something to be said for not reinventing the wheel. He didn’t try to make a Stone Temple Pilots sounding album, though that would’ve been intriguing. A “Baby It’s Cold Outside” / “Sex Type Thing” mash up would have been Christmas GOLD.
Joe Boo
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