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This ain’t your traditional drummer boy. This drummer boy boasts a multi-piece drum set featuring everything from the kick drum to the crash cymbal. He’s accompanied by driving electric rhythm guitar, a wailing lead guitar solo with tremolo at 1:55, and edgy rock vocals.
The Little Drummer Boy Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum, When we come.
Little Baby, pa rum pum pum pum I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum That’s fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum, On my drum?
Mary nodded, pa rum pum pum pum The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum, Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum Me and my drum.
After yesterday claiming to pick songs for the music first, the lyrics of my Day 2 entry actually weigh heavily in its selection. But it still comes back to the music. The delicate piano and melody evoke imagery of the tiny, fragile baby in the manger, and the overall arrangement emulates the powerful simplicity of the birth of Christ. At first glance, the song is only a lullaby, just like the Savior’s birth is only a humble beginning. On reflection, both are so much more.
The song is “Welcome to Our World” by Chris Rice.
What you’ll hear:
1. Pretty, delicate piano.
2. A single, gentle voice on a simple melody throughout. No pop flips or other frills. No harmony.
3. Strings added in verse 2 for dynamic interest, but still very simple.
4. A bit of a of a percussive moment for the strings at 1:20, the most complicated part of the song.
5. A modulation (key change) in verse 4 for more dynamic interest.
6. In the last verse, strings mostly drop out so that the song ends as simply as it started.
Welcome to Our World Tears are falling, hearts are breaking How we need to hear from God You’ve been promised, we’ve been waiting Welcome Holy Child, welcome Holy Child
Hope that you don’t mind our manger How I wish we would have known But long-awaited Holy Stranger, Make Yourself at home, please make Yourself at home
Bring Your peace into our violence Bid our hungry souls be filled Word now breaking Heaven’s silence Welcome to our world, welcome to our world
Fragile fingers sent to heal us Tender brow prepared for thorn Tiny heart whose blood will save us Unto us is born, unto us is born
So wrap our injured flesh around You Breath our air and walk our sod Rob our sin and make us holy Perfect Son of God, perfect Son of God
I maintain a blog at a writing website, and I’m counting down my top twelve favorite Christmas songs. In a site full of writers, it shouldn’t surprise me that the majority of participants are selecting songs based on lyrics. But I’m a musician first, and my selections are all based first on the music. Where appropriate, I’ll give a nod to the lyrics as well.
My first choice is “God Rest Ye, Merry Gentlemen” by Jars of Clay.
Here’s what you’ll hear:
1. A gorgeous classical guitar riff that carries steadily throughout the piece.
2. Rich baritone vocals on the lead line, beginning with verse 1, “God rest ye, merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay…”
3. A mournful violin and ting on the TRIANGLE (your fave preschool instrument used in real, published music) kicking off Verse 2.
4. An incredibly unique chord progression created by the vocal harmonies of a high tenor through the second verse.
5. The most awesome bass walk of all time at 1:29. It’s even better than “Let It Be” which is arguably the most famous bass walk of all time.
6. A wistful classical guitar and violin duet around 1:35, joined by a clarinet at 1:40 and cello at 1:47. CHILLS.
7. Another ting on the triangle at 2:12. Oh yeah, baby. Eat your heart out, Jimmy Fallon.
8. Clever vocal “percussion” on beats 2,3,4 throughout the third verse.
9. The haunting clarinet soaring over the violin, cello, guitar, and vocal awesomeness until the last note.
Since I’m a writer too, I can’t ignore the lyrics. Could you ask for a more poetic proclamation of the birth of Christ? Excepting, of course, the nagging sexism, which I would be remiss not to mention. But this arrangement is so musically compelling that it remains one of my top twelve favorites, and I just like to pretend us women should also let nothing us dismay. We are all saved from Satan’s pow’r when we’ve gone astray, regardless of our gender. 😀
God Rest Ye, Merry Gentlemen
God rest ye, merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay! Remember Christ, the Savior, was born on Christmas Day To save us all from Satan’s pow’r when we had gone astray. O, tidings of comfort and joy!
From God our Heaven’ly Father, a blessed angel came And unto certain shepherds, brought tidings of the same: How that in Bethlehem was born the Son of God by name. O, tidings of comfort and joy!
Learning anything new takes time, persistence and hard work, and the same is true for mastering an instrument. If you would like to learn how to shred on an electric guitar and wail out the main solo in Sweet Child O’ Mine, or if you’ve always wanted to play that Adele song you love so much on piano, the music teachers at Michelle Tuesday Music School can certainly teach you how.
But we don’t believe in that at MTMS.
We believe in the “teach a man to fish” theory. (more…)
Sammy, the little wolf-pup, loved to frolic in the sunshine and roll in the grass. It was his favorite time of day, when the trainer threw balls around for him to chase and catch. He especially liked the little light-up ball, the one that flickered every time it landed. Sammy would pick that one up and flick his head, firing the ball up and over his back, so he would have to twist to see where it landed. Sometimes, the lion cubs on the other side of the fence would wander near his pen, and Sammy would go crazy, growling and barking, showing them how mean he was. It was so much fun!
