On the (10th? 11th?) day of Christmas....

First of all, let me explain that wrist pain is the reason for the lack of posts on these twelve days of Christmas. It started about a week ago in my right wrist, and I had to lay off of playing the keyboard and making sound files--meanwhile, I've been using a heating pad on my wrist, which has almost done the trick. Mild pain remains, and of course I'm hoping it departs ASAP. Anyway, that's why I haven't been busier than an over-caffeinated elf on December 24.

Exactly what to call it, I don't know. It can't be tennis elbow, because 1) I don't play tennis, and 2) it's not my elbow.

Another problem: Is the twelfth day of Christmas tomorrow, or is it Friday? Wikipedia says that the twelve days of C. start on the 25th, but people seem to start them the day after. (As in, those people who celebrate them.) So, it must be the 26th, which would make today Day 10. And f it was good enough for Medieval Christians, then, by Merv, it's good enough for me.

Speaking of me--I mean, Merv--a Christmas without Merv's Christmas City would be way less of a Christmas. And so we have a new file of this terrific single, though I left the flip side alone. It's not a bad flip side, by any means, but anything's a letdown after this, the ultimate celebrity-sung, local-festival recording.

Merv is joined by Paddy Roberts, whose Merry Christmas You Suckers got many thank-yous when I first posted it back in, um... 2005? Anyway, it's standard holiday cynicism with an apocalyptic reference tossed in, and I've always wanted to type that. Very well done. I found it lying in a thrift-store box of records, hiding between the LPs. What I was doing lying in a thrift-store box of recordings, hiding between the LPs, I'll never remember.

So, on this tenth day of Christmas:

Christmas City--Merv Griffin, year unknown.

Merry Christmas You Suckers--Paddy Roberts, 1962.