Jim’s Blog: A Thanksgiving Playlist

The year was 1981. I was on the air on Thanksgiving Day, finishing up my show, when the phone rang. On the other end of the call was a very irate lady who wanted to know why I hadn’t played any Thanksgiving songs. I responded, ā€œMa’am, I’d be happy to play one if you can think of any.ā€ It probably wasn’t the most tactful response, but in my defense I was young, and also an idiot.

Halloween has produced its fair share of songs, and Christmas is responsible for thousands. But Thanksgiving isn’t much of a muse for songwriters. The dayā€™s iconographyā€”turkeys, corn shocks, and Pilgrim hatsā€”doesn’t lend itself to imagery like the trappings of Christmas do. Watching football does not inspire songwriters like happy childrenā€™s faces do. The Macyā€™s parade lacks the thrill of Santa coming down the chimney. Nothing rhymes with ā€œcornucopia.ā€Ā 

I have some suggestions, however.

Even though I am no longer a religious person, I still know my way around the Methodist Hymnal. For Thanksgiving, you could choose ā€œCome, Ye Thankful People, Comeā€ (ā€œCome ye thankful people come / Raise the song of harvest homeā€) or ā€œFor the Beauty of the Earthā€ (ā€œLord of all, to thee we raise / This our hymn of grateful praiseā€) or even the Doxology (ā€œPraise God from whom all blessings flowā€). I am guessing that’s the kind of thing my long-ago caller was asking for, unless she wanted ā€œOver the River and Through the Woods to Grandmotherā€™s House We Go,ā€ in which case she should have said so.

One song you hear on Magic 98 is ā€œThanksgivingā€ by George Winston. It’s the opening track on Winstonā€™s landmark album December, an instrumental that can paint numerous pictures: a quiet country road with harvest bounty in the adjoining fields, as seen in the fading light of a late November afternoon; the last mile of a long and wearying journey home; or the quiet contemplation of how fortunate you are to have what you have. (Listen to a new 2020 version of ā€œThanksgivingā€ here.)

If you want to stretch the boundaries, how about ā€œThank You (Falletin Me Be Mice Elf Agin)ā€ by Sly and the Family Stone? Part of reaching our fullest potential as human beings involves being true to our true selves, whatever they are. Shouldn’t we be grateful to those who permit us to achieve that potential?

There’s ā€œI Thank You,ā€ recorded in the 60s by soul singers Sam and Dave and in the 70s by ZZ Top. Sometimes, we receive something from another person not because weā€™ve done anything to earn it, but out of the goodness of that personā€™s heart. (In a Christian context, it might be called ā€œgrace.ā€) Youā€™d have to be thankful for that, wouldnā€™t you? As the song says, ā€œYou didnā€™t have to love me like you did, but you did, but you did, and I thank you.ā€

A lot of rock radio stations play Arlo Guthrie‘s ā€œAlice’s Restaurantā€ on Thanksgiving Day. It’s only slightly related to the holiday, but it’s become a tradition nevertheless.

Honorable mention Thanksgiving songs: Anything by the Grateful Dead.

It’s an unusual Thanksgiving this year. A lot of us are separated from our families, some for the first time in many years, and we don’t like it much. But if dealing with it in 2020 assures that we’ll be able to be together in 2021, how can anybody say it isn’t worth it?

Happy holiday to one and all . . . and let’s be careful out there.Ā 

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