Does anybody out there remember this album?
I grew up seeing this album in my parents' music collection. I was completely fascinated by the lady covered in whipped cream (shaving cream, actually, as I later came to find out, due to whipped cream's tendency to melt underneath studio lights). What I really loved, though, was the music that came from this album. Who knew I would be touched at such an early age....by a trumpet.
At age five, I would sit for hours by the fire and the Christmas tree, pretending to play various musical instruments, while Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass played their festive, happy-making Christmas tunes:
My own children have grown up with Herb in the house...every December 1st, this cd is the first to be played in honor of the upcoming holiday season. My boys appreciate the genius of Herb (almost) as much as I do, which makes me love them even more.
Some will find this style of music dated and corny. Many may feel a trumpet can't exclusively carry a song, but Herb's trumpet stirred something in my little girl soul that I carried with me into adulthood. To this day, it makes me happy, makes me smile, and reminds me of the little girl who used to sit, completely mesmerized, on her parents' living room floor, drumming on every object around her, while Herb passionately trumpeted away.
Want to travel back in time with me, just for a few minutes? You won't regret it. This is a great song - and an amazing video (especially considering it was 1966):
Do you want to know why I wrote this post today?
I'm going to see Herb Alpert tonight - for the first time. He's playing live, in Portland, Oregon, with his wife, jazz singer, Lani Hall. He won't be with his earlier backup band, the Tijuana Brass, but I will be within a few feet of the man I have loved to listen to since I was five.
Picture me smiling.