Today I'm presenting a tune by an unknown French author in the original way that it was meant to be sang. To the French, this is called "Les Anges dans nos Campagnes." The tune however, is known in its English translation: "Angles we have Heard on High."
Going from the beginning of the first world war to a year after the second, it is safe to say that this song is probably the most famous and even the most played carol to come out of the 20th century. Especially with the singer, Nat King Cole, that if there's anything of his legacy that he's being remembered, it would be this very tune. He sang this on TV in 1961, but the way he sang it is considered by many the most perfect version of this song out there. So without further adue ladies and
Now that we've moved into the nineteenth century, I'm sharing a piece of music that, if it weren't for Hayden, Mozart, Beethoven or Strauss jr, this would be considered as the most famous melody to ever come out from Austria. One so popular that in the twentieth and twenty-first century, whenever any artist comes out with a Christmas album, this song is almost guaranteed to be on there. Today, of course, I'm talking about Stille Nacht - Silent Night.
Excuse myself, I am super crusty on like everything I've ever done, honestly. I'm re reading my own stuff seeing what I did and it astounds me how much I enjoy my own thoughts written on paper. (Virtual Paper!) Anyways without work bothering me as badly as it was, I can begin again! Yea new and improved, (gets rid of crappy randomly thought story in the making) and finish Collateral History once and for all!
The following is abstracted and precised from the Encyclopedia Amareicana, Y.O.M. 1993 edition, as copied and preserved in the Great Library of the Crystal City for four millennia, and indifferently-translated from Old Amareican to English by yours truly ...
Bright Spear of Goldlake (Y.O.M. 946-1003), Grandfather Bushwooly II (999-1003)
To end off the fifties, I'm sharing with you a song that is like a unique time capsule of the period. One that is both a product of the times with its signature guitar to the singer - and yet, somehow is timeless that we still play it every December.
I thought I'd share a little prologue I'm working on as a part of an alt-history story inspired by the ramblings of FimFiction users JackAnarchy and WLAM.
“Your Highness, is something wrong?”
is rated TEEN
A pony comes to Grumpy Goat to get something dead simple done. Won't pay full price for something so easy.
He just wants two ponies killed.
When he hears WHO the two ponies are, Grumpy, in a towering rage, sends him away.
He then makes a fast contract with an unusual source . . .
While Ben's adventure is barely begun, I am starting to think of a way to include some world-building info which might not fit into the main narrative: namely, the back story on Mule London's history after the Event. I have already conjured up a founding figure for the city (hence its name); and hope to figure out how they preserved a bit of civilization in a world overturned.
Yeah, yeah, I know what some of you are thinking: “Inkwell, out of all the carols that you’ve been putting out this month, you’re posting the one from Home Alone 2?” Now before you jump the gun on this, hear me out. Believe it or not, I was actually introduced the the squeal first before the original. Heck, by the time this movie came out, it’ll be about a year before I was even born. And besides, I grew up with the movie as a kid and I didn’t see the first one until years later.
Two incredible things happened in this particular year. The first is that as World War One was raging on, soldiers on both sides decided to have a truce for Christmas in order to not just bury their dead, but to celebrate the holiday. That alone I think is a strong testament in which the message of "Peace on Earth. Good will towards men," was that powerful to bring a war to a halt. As for the other, this was the year in which a carol was published. One in that it wasn't meant to be one. If
Some context for the following song: in England, Christmas was celebrated in a completely different way that would be near unrecognizable to us. Around this time for example, it was the equivalent of taking Mardi Gras and Halloween, throw both of them in the snowy December, add plenty of alcohol, some drunken mobs and that was Christmas in a nutshell. If anything, since the Medieval ages, the poor held up a practice in which they would go to the front door of some wealthy person to basically
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