Merry Christmalhijrahanukwanzaakah to all.

Every year, Neil puts together the (always amazing) blogger holiday concert.

Every year, I plan on putting together something really outstanding for you.

Every year, it sort of falls through. This year is no exception.

It occurred to me on Friday that I needed to check the date to see when this year’s submission was due. Yep. Due on Monday. I spent Friday evening thumbing through books and banging around on the piano, and growling at my family because nothing was coming together. On Saturday morning, Jeff took the kids to the store, and I recorded this for you.

My tempo is terrible, I lack emotion, and I’m very hard on myself. I know! If you skip straight over to the 2:30 mark, I won’t be offended in the least. (At 2:30, things start smelling like Bach for a few seconds, and that’s never a bad thing.) (In real life, I smell like Tom’s of Maine Lavender Deodorant. I’m assuming Bach’s scent was a bit lighter on the herbs. When he strolled by to take his place on the harpsichord bench, I like to think the ladies looked at each other with raised eyebrows and whispered, “Do you smell turnips and sausage?!”)

The entire Fifth Annual Blogger Christmalhijrahanukwanzaakah Online Holiday Concert may be seen here, and it’s definitely worth your time. Those nutty bloggers are a talented bunch.
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30 thoughts on “Merry Christmalhijrahanukwanzaakah to all.”

  1. It’s beautiful! You obviously haven’t heard my inspired rendition of Fur Elise. Played with the right hand only, of course, because I’m nothing if not *completely* monodexterous.

  2. I love it! I’ve never sounded like anything other than an elephant with a piano when I play, so lavender or not, this is beautiful and a gorgeous arrangement!!

    Not wooing you, I promise.

  3. I think you were lovely. I will now spend the remainder of my day in the holiday spirit. At least, I’ll try to! Love following your blog (which I think I found via BB? I can’t remember any longer).

  4. Aww, Pudding, you’ve made me all Christmas happy. I would totally stand at your shoulder and turn the page for you, too.

    Also, you’ve made me ponder why I currently own and use a deodorant that promises to make me smell of cucumber. Why cucumber? What marketing genius thought that up? And most of all, why the heck did I buy it? Must’ve been one unbeatable sale…

    cucumber coolly yours –
    Haus

  5. I will NEVER EVER get tired of hearing you play. I was just thinking about you playing Christmas songs yesterday. Thanks for sharing.

  6. Very lovely. I haven’t played in years; but I didn’t think you lacked emotion. Thanks for the holiday interlude for my cube.

  7. I can’t begin to tell you how happy you made me just now. I thought, for some reason, that you told me that you’d stopped playing. I felt such a deep sadness over that news and then… today.

    Thank you for sharing my favorite of your many talents with us.

    May peace and joy abound to you and yours.

  8. Lovely Ms. Pudding…it’s good to see someone still playing as an adult…I’m assuming you had childhood lessons?

  9. As usual, I think you’re awesome! Your cat seemed to enjoy it, too. See him? He’s right there behind you.

  10. You are definitely too hard on yourself – that was delightful!
    You even had me singing along with you (quietly because it’s 6:30am round here!).

  11. Thank you for again adding a bit of class to the concert. You always do. Which is ironic, since the first time I came to your blog you were doing that infamous video of you shoving 100 marshmallows into your mouth. But I guess that is what makes you interesting — your diversity of talents!

  12. I believe I have a little crush on your daintily arched fingers now.

    You’ve inspired me to post my own holiday musical video… my layered electric guitar version of “Carol of the Bells”. Eat your heart out, Trans-Siberian Orchestra Guy.

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