“The Christmas Song” – A Holiday Chestnut

How “The Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire)” originated sounds like a piece of fiction.  A songwriter uncomfortable in the hot summer of Los Angeles decides to write a song about cold things as a way to cool off.  

Yet that is exactly what inspired Bob Wells in 1945 when collaborator Mel Tormé (whose original last name was Torma born of Russian-Jewish immigrants) arrived at his parents’ home in Toluca Lake, an upscale celebrity-inhabited community a short distance from downtown L.A.

When Tormé entered the house, he discovered a 25-word poem (curiously the same number of calendar days leading up to Christmas’s December date) on a writing pad which what turned out to be the opening lines to the song:

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire

            Jack Frost nipping at your nose

            Yuletide carols being sung by a choir

            And folks dressed up like Eskimos

Mel Tormé continues the story in his autobiography It Wasn’t All Velvet:

I took another look at his handiwork.  “You know,” I said, “this just might make a song.”

We sat down together at the piano, and improbably though it may sound, “The Christmas Song” was completed about forty-five minutes later. 

It wasn’t as quickly recorded though, taking a year before Nat King Cole sang it.

It’s funny how both “White Christmas” and “The Christmas Song” are linked to warm weather in Los Angeles.   In Berlin’s verse he talks about palm trees swaying in L.A., and for Wells, it was a 100-degree July day that prompted him to dream of the winter with all its Christmas trappings.

Like a top ten list, the marvel of the song is how it encapsulates so many of the marvelous images and memories people envision about the holiday. 

This classic begins with vivid descriptions of what Christmas is all about:  “chestnuts roasting on an open fire”—burning wood in the fireplace, “Jack Frost nipping on your nose”—cold weather, “yuletide carols being sung by a choir”—angelic Christmas music, and “folks dressed up like Eskimos”—warm winter clothing.  Throw in a turkey, mistletoe, Santa, toys, flying reindeer, and the words “Merry Christmas” and the result is an amazing array of big ideas in a small number of lines that strike an emotional core.

Cole recorded the song four times, the first two recordings occurring within two months of one another. 

In 1946, Nat King Cole was known primarily as a jazz pianist as part of the King Cole Trio.   While he did sing on the records, his vocals were viewed as secondary to his piano playing.

After hearing Wells and Tormé’s song, Cole felt that strings should supplement the recording.

            His widow Maria Cole recalled in her book about her husband how he first regarded the song.  “This is a very pretty song but it’s no good for a trio.”  It needs “a full band for a big background . . . a different kind of instrumentation.” (Cole 52)

            According to Maria, it was Cole’s manager Carlos Gastel (who also had Mel Tormé as a client) who suggested “adding a string section” foreseeing “a new trend for [Cole].”

However, the Capitol Records executives did not see the value of adding to the expense a string arrangement to what they perceived as an intimate jazz trio styling even though Cole had been their biggest recording artist for the past three years.

And so Nat recorded the song just with his trio on June 14, 1946 in New York City at WMCA Radio Studios with a bit of “Jingle Bells” strummed on an electric guitar at the tune’s conclusion.      

Once the record company executives heard it, they agreed to add four string musicians and a harpist and the song was completely redone.  Cole went back into the studio two months later on August 19, 1946 to re-record it at the same location.

What is intriguing about both 1946 recordings is that Cole misreads the line “to see if reindeer really know how to fly” as “to see if reindeers really know how to fly” adding a grammatically incorrect ‘s’.   No one evidently pointed this out to him in the intervening eight weeks between the June and August recording sessions.

Cole finally fixed this error in the successive two recordings.

The third rendering had a lush orchestral arrangement by Nelson Riddle, Frank Sinatra’s top arranger, and was made on August 24, 1953 at Capitol Studios in Hollywood, famously referred to as “The House That Nat Built” due to the amount of money the singer made for the record label. Though rarely heard anymore, music aficionados view this as the best version of the four since Cole’s voice had shown signs of deterioration in the fourth and final recording nearly eight years later.

Arranged by Charles Grean and Pete Rugolo, and conducted by Ralph Carmichael, this March 30, 1961 session at New York City’s Capitol Studios is the only stereo recording Cole did of the song which explains why it has supplanted all previous versions, evolving as the one that everyone hears. 

While Cole performed piano duties on the 1946 recordings, Buddy Cole (no relation) and Ernie Hayes played the piano on the 1953 and 1961 versions, respectively.

            The only reason why “The Christmas Song” was not a number one hit was because at the same time of its release the King Cole Trio’s “I Love You for Sentimental Reasons” was at the top of the charts.

            “The Christmas Song” transformed Nat King Cole from a talented jazz artist who sang and played piano in a trio, to a popular singer along the lines of Bing Crosby and Frank Sinatra, a master balladeer, an amazing achievement for an African American entertainer at this time. With “The Christmas Song,” the public and the Capitol Records producers heard a different type of singer.   From now on, Cole focused his musical skills away from the piano and in front of the orchestra.

As Epstein sums up in his biography of Cole, “For almost a quarter of a century his art had been the art of the ensemble jazz musician.  Now he was becoming . . . a lyric soloist.” (158)  By 1948, the King Cole Trio as an artistic entity was no more.

Freddy Cole remembers that his older brother “loved the song” and loved to sing it the rest of his days.

Tormé and Wells would eventually go their separate ways enjoying success in the entertainment industry, Tormé donning several creative musical hats most notably as a preeminent jazz stylist, and Wells as a multiple Emmy-winning television producer.

Even though Mel Tormé wrote additional holiday tunes including “The Christmas Feeling” and “Christmas Was Made for Children,” he and Wells never did write a song as popular as they did in 1946.  In fact, he often referred to the money earned from the composition as his “financial pleasure.”

The Wall Street Journal’s drama critic Terry Teachout describes “The Christmas Song” as “one of the most harmonically complex songs ever to become a hit.”  Still, if it weren’t for Christmas songs of the past airing on radio and in stores each holiday season, few people under the age of 50 would know who Mel Tormé or Bing Crosby were.  It is a shame how artists who were once extremely popular over the course of decades can quickly vanish from public awareness.

To further illustrate this, Daisy Tormé, one of Mel’s five children, related a story about her father who was at the storied Farmer’s Market shopping center near Hollywood when carolers strolled by singing “The Christmas Song.”  After joining the singers in finishing the song, one of them told him that he “wasn’t that bad of a singer.”  When Tormé half-mockingly said that he had recorded a few records in his time, the young man asked, “how many?”  “Ninety,” he responded.

One of the main reasons why the song resonates so deeply is the line “and so I’m offering this simple phrase to kids from one to ninety-two,” an unusual use of first person point of view where the songwriter directly addresses the listener.  

Daisy wistfully reveals that “every time I hear the song, I get emotional because it is like getting a hug from my father.”

            “The Christmas Song” had a career-lasting impact on all three men.   This was the biggest hit Nat King Cole, Mel Tormé, and Bob Wells ever had, and it is safe to say that without that song, just as with “White Christmas” and Bing Crosby, the legacy of these men in the 21st century would be diminished if not entirely forgotten.

“Night of the Meek”–a Christmas gift

During December, I enjoy re-watching old Christmas movies and TV shows because there is an emotional tether to my childhood. 

One of my favorite is The Twilight Zone’s “Night of the Meek,” the only Christmas episode of the series.  Starring Art Carney of The Honeymooners fame as an alcoholic department store Santa Claus, this was one of only a handful of episodes shot on videotape, so though it is in black and white, it doesn’t look six decades old; it has a “live” feel to it.  The black and white cinematography and minimal sets adds realism.

But it is Carney’s conviction in the role as a troubled man who wants to do good for impoverished people that elevates the drama.  The children and elderly men in bit parts come across as authentic.

Some of Serling’s lines that Carney delivers carry weight to the show’s theme of neglected children and the elderly.

After getting fired by his employer, he says the following speech.

“Christmas is more than barging down department store aisles and pushing people out of the way.  Christmas is another thing, finer than that, richer, finer, truer.  It should come with patience, and love, charity, compassion. . . . I live in a dirty rooming house and the street filled with hungry kids and shabby people where the only thing that comes down the chimney on Christmas Eve is more poverty.

“I just wish that on one Christmas, only one, that I could see some of the hopeless ones and the dreamless ones.  Just on one Christmas, I’d like to see the meek inherent the earth.  That’s why I drink, and that’s why I weep.”

This was powerful language for 1960 television. As he speaks, director Jack Smight intercuts close-ups of the children intently listening, including one Black boy, a rare casting decision at the time.

After departing the department store, Carney comes across a bag of gifts down an alleyway.  He throws the bag over his shoulder and approaches children on the street and homeless men inside a Salvation Army chapel, asking each one what would they like for Christmas.  Magically, he pulls out the very item requested from the bag.

At the end of the story, Carney has no more gifts.  A friend observes that he didn’t get a gift himself.

“I can’t think of anything I want.  What I really wanted is to be the biggest gift giver of all time. . . If I had my choice of any gift, any gift at all, I’d think I’d wish I could do this every year.”

Serling’s narration at the end:

“A word to the wise to all the children of the 20th century, whether their concern be pediatrics or geriatrics, whether they crawl on hands and knees and wear diapers or walk with a cane and comb their beards.  There’s a wondrous magic to Christmas, and there’s a special power reserved for little people.  In short, there’s nothing mightier than the meek, and a merry Christmas to each and all.”

It’s remarkable that this 25-minute show, shot over the course of a few days, withstands the test of time and can bring a tear 64 years later.

By the way, this episode was remade for the 1985 reboot of The Twilight Zone.  Though 25 years separate the two versions, the 1960 original has more heart and actually does not look dated compared to the newer one.

What makes this show personal to me is that Serling, despite being Jewish like myself, wrote such a touching tale about the humanity of Christmas. I grew up loving a secular Christmas, believing in Santa Claus, and enjoying Christmas shows and music, many of which were created by Jewish artists.

P.S.  Rod Serling was born on Christmas day, as was my father.  Serling was only 50 when he died in 1975.  He would have been 100 years old this Dec. 25th.

Art Carney as Santa Claus.

Writer Rod Serling, creator of The Twilight Zone.