Hump Day in Corporate Hell (Part 1)

It’s Hump Day and here at Ground Zero of Corporate Hell for my token weekly visit to the office.  Yay.  So while I continue working on my project at my desk in the corner surrounded by others on conference calls and other office bullshit, I’m plugging into some more Christmas Jazz Boner to tune it all out beginning with the ‘An Oscar Peterson Christmas‘  by, duh, Oscar Peterson.


But you probably figured that out already.

This album is played annually on the Ontario Parliament Network at Christmas time.  I remember tuning in one or twice over the years to listen.  Now, I’m listening to it on YouTube (click HERE) to prevent me from going all scorched earth on the other corporate moolyaks in the office around me.

Ho!  Ho!  Ho!

‘Ol Oscar takes it easy during this rather relaxed set of popular Christmas tunes. He had not completely recovered from his stroke at the time of this albums recording (1995) but he was still an impressive pianist.  Peterson, who is assisted by guitarist Lorne Lofsky, bassist David Young, and drummer Jerry Fuller, is joined by a 20-piece string section arranged and conducted by Rick Wilkins.  The 14 holiday tunes (which include ‘God Rest Ye Merry Gentleman‘, ‘White Christmas‘, ‘Santa Claus Is Coming to Town‘  and ‘Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas‘) are given tasteful and lightly swinging treatments and there are guest appearances by vibraphonist Dave Samuels and flugelhornist Jack Schantz.  But no real surprises or chance-taking occurs here and the music is mostly just pleasant.

It’s certainly more pleasant than all the other “busy work” going on around me today at the other desks.

Six and hours hours and counting…


About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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