Or something like it 🙂 JÃ¼dische Allgemeine featured an interesting article by Hannes Stein on American Christmas songs written by Jews. Old news? Exactly. Or has anybody not heard yet that (I’m dreaming of a) White Christmas was written by Irving Berlin, born as Israel Baline in Siberia 1888? Likewise, Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer (Johnny Marks), Let it Snow (Sammy Cahn, Jule Styne), Silver Bells (Jay Livinstone, Ray Evans), Santa Claus is Coming to Town (J. Fred Coots, Haven Gillespie), and Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire (Mel TormÃ©, Robert Wells) were written by Yidn.
Vuz noch? Gurnisht? A zach! Stein took a look at the lyrics of those songs to see what made them jewlicious:
Rudolph, the loner reindeer, that is mocked and picked upon because of its nose and excluded from playing with its [goyishe] co-reindeers, eventually becomes the reindeer leading the way – pretty much because of its nose. (cf. Ps 118) Does that sound familiar?
Let it Snow as such just is a plain winter song (like Jingle Bells) and tells about a couple being cozy inside a warm place while it’s snowing outside. To keep it clean, that sounds like something decidedly jewlicious in the making, doesn’t it?
White Christmas conveys a touch of melancholy for good reason: Berlin witnessed his parents’ house being burnt down in a pogrom one winter during his early childhood. (In those days, western European Jews were already more or less assimilated and many even went along with the new fashion of Christmas trees, but in eastern Europe some holiday celebration or another, possibly also fuelled by excessive consumption of strong alcohol, often resulted in an angry mob starting or being manipulated to start yet another pogrom.) In 1928, fate struck again when Berlin’s son died on 24thÂ December, Christmas Eve to non-Orthodox Christians.
I’ll save telling about the different ways Jews in Europe “celebrated” Christmas prior to WW2 for another post. As a suggestionÂ to the Americans among the readers, particularly those sensitive to monosodium glutamate, why don’t you go wassailing instead of or after devouring that Chinese food? Rock those jewlicious Christmas songs, but don’t forget to add that pintele Yid 😉