The Great Christmas Record Odyssey, Ep. CXLIII

Hey, gang - we got any Slovaks (Slovish?) in the house tonight? 

Album Title:  Cas Radosti

Album Artist:  The Slovak Heritage Society Festival Choir and Ensemble

This one couldn't have been passed up. A Slovak Christmas album? I'm pretty sure that's the one that's the John Oates to Czech Republic's Daryl Hall, right? Central/Eastern Europe-ish? Somewhere in there?

Well, for a buck who cares, I was gonna give it a go.

The album cover is pretty lame. Someone hired a 10th grade art student to grab their finest assortment of Crayola markers (the skinny ones, not the fat ones) and draw a picture of a bunch of Slovaks trying to set the inside of a barn on fire. There's some wet laundry hanging on a line, multiple discarded buckets and pots, and inexplicably some special needs boy with a ca. 2011 Justin Bieber haircut, balancing on a wooden beam.

Not entirely sure what's going on here, but I think whoever drew this needs to pursue other avenues of employment.

The back side of the album jacket is much better, however - we actually get some information about this cryptic recording. As it turns out, 'Cas Radosti' translates to 'A Time of Joy.' Makes sense, it's Christmas. Further, this album was recorded in 1983 in Barre, Pennsylvania by The Slovak Heritage Society Festival Choir and Ensemble. . . which, if I'm reading this correctly, is like some kind of parish choir that performs in this predominantly Slovak community in. . . Pennsylvania. 

The Ladies Pennsylvania Slovak Catholic Union (yes, they must have enough Slovaks, Catholics, and Catholic Slovaks in Pennsylvania to necessitate the creation of a Slovak Catholic Union) were nice enough to produce this recording for everyone in their diocese. . . or parish, or whatever you call that, how the Catholics divide up their church territory. It kinda sounds like Pennsylvania has a kind of Dearborn, Michigan thing going on, except down in Dearborn they're mostly Chaldean, not Slovak-ish.

Anyway, Side A opens up with bellowing, Communist fanfare - lots of brass and Slovaks (and Slovakettes) singing with gusto. You can practically see the olive drab-sporting civilians saluting the Slovak soldiers as they goose-step by on their way to lighting the People's Republic Tree of Christmas. This opening track isn't long, and up next the mood does a complete 180: the next number is more or less a handful of guys standing up at the front of a church, reading some kinda congregational Call to Worship (they speak in Slovaki first, then switch to English so us normies can understand what's going on.) Then the congregation responds, and soon the whole place breaks out in song (to be continued for several tracks, which, honestly, all basically sound the same - God knows what they're singing about, I didn't read the entirety of the liner notes.)

I think this might be a live recording, actually: quality here is decent for a cathedral recording, because based on the depth of the vocal audio (the echo, the reverb) you can tell they had the mics set up far back from the choir, and the acoustics of the cathedral amplify the choir's volume. At first I thought the congregation itself might be singing the songs, but they stop just proficiently enough to allow soloists or an instrument take center stage, and there's no way in hell hundreds of people would be able to do that.

The accompanying musicians vary considerably, and for the most part they fade into the background and let the singers take center stage (which is the right move for an album like this which is clearly attempting to showcase Slovak singers doing Christmas shit their native tongues.) They even have frickin' bagpipes on here, and that blows my mind because I didn't realize the Slovaks had bagpipes, I thought that was limited to the British Isles. Sadly, the bagpipes here don't have the clout and majesty of their Irish and Scottish cousins, and instead like a gaggle of half-starved cats being slowly skinned alive over a trash barrel fire by a couple of homeless Slovaks.

I could keep going with this album, but I don't think I need to: this is a live recording of a Slovak choir singing. . . Christmas songs?. . . in a large church of some kind. In Bumblef***, Pennsylvania. Can they sing? Yup. Are the arrangements good? Yup. How about the mix and recording quality? Good, sure.

So is this a decent record?

Not unless your Slovak. If you are, I bet this album hits HARD. For the rest of us, this is a competently done album with decent church music, but it's still a religious choir album. I appreciate cultural diversity as much as anybody, but I feel like this album would have been better had it worked some traditional Slovak tunes and instruments into the music (why do they have bagpipes?) As it stands, this sounds like a giant cathedral choir recording a church service.

. . . just, you know, in Slovakish.

VERDICT:  5/10 - Meh  (It's like going to church in Eastern Europe. It might look super cool inside the centuries-old cathedral, but, at the end of the day, you're still stuck in a boring church service.)

- SHELVED -

- Brian