(First I would like to say, that it is very difficult to just pick 5. But, alas, I will try…)
I remember years ago hearing a choir perform Handel’s Messiah and when the big finale of the Hallelujah chorus came, I flat out burst into tears. Like, streaming down my cheeks. I was so overwhelmed by the beauty of the way their voices blended and soared that I pretty much turned into a blubbering mess. Rock, rock on, I say.
“I’ll Be Home For Christmas” is a fabulous standard with a fierce emotional connection for me. I remember hearing it playing while watching a Christmas special right after 9/11 showing soldiers reuniting, or sending messages to their families from over seas where they were fighting on the front lines. Being with my family at Christmas is an absolute necessity for me, and I was overwhelmed once again at the sacrifice these brave men and women along with their families were making. It is hard to know, that not all of those soldiers, those fathers, mothers, brothers, sisters, husband, wives, sons, and daughters, would ever be home for Christmas again, “I’ll be home for Christmas, if only in my dreams”
Mel Torme singing “The Christmas Song”. Smoothness.
O holy night, sung by anyone EXCEPT Mariah Carey. But especially sung by my Grandfather, a great man, who loved music, and died too young, my grandma will say. And the memory of him singing this song, is one my Grandmother holds tight to, and when we sing it for her I can see her eyes well up. It moves her. It moves me.
I like pretty much anything from the Alabama Christmas album. Hey, I know, it’s a little random, but it is a family tradition. It grows on you. Give it time people. Give it time.
I agree with you and would add:
O Holy Night – sung by my Dad or my daughter and friends
Mary Had a Little Lamb – Garth Brooks
Mary Did You Know – Martina McBride
I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas – for the memories it calls forth
Personal favorite – Away in a Manger
Love Mom