Yee Haw-liday: cowboy intro

Something gets all mixed up while hearing the Nativity story with the animals we tolerated and then 19th C wild west taming the frontier with the meat products we walked across the plains. I guess Christmas is an appropriation off the cradle of civilization and cowboys are an Americanization from Mexican vaqueros. Since we’re a country of borrowers, wrangler holiday seems red white and blue to me, too. ‘Course it might only be white suburban boys (‘A Christmas Story’) wantin’ to grow up to be froze to death. So strap on the chaps and saddle up pronto, the prairie awaits.

[But NO spoken poetry! Sorry, Baxter Black.]

Brad Stubbs honors the concept with his “Cowboy Christmas Song,” a pokey country ambler with charm and a whiff of manure.

But we’d best get ironical for a moment lest we lose sight of this site. Pokin’ fun is better than reverence any day. Any one can fall on their knees, but i prefer to pull down the pants of some officiate whilst doing so. So James H. Carter II, Mark Vignoli serenade you with “Crazy Cowboy Christmas,” an experimental cacophony of chimes and growls which might express the true spirit of the open range.