Sufjan Stevens's Conflicted Christmas
Sufjan Stevens's Conflicted Christmas
Silver & Gold
December 11, 2013
Indie folkie and mini-orchestra director Sufjan Stevens is in a festive mood. Sort of. He's just released his second 5-EP set of Christmas music in the past six years, Silver and Gold, Vols. 6 – 10, this time in a handsome box set with a booklet, a poster, a make-it-yourself Christmas star, and a sheet of holiday tattoos and stickers. It's the kind of cheeky consumer-driven extravaganza that will provoke legions of his fans to purchase new music. And, because this is Sufjan Stevens, it's also the kind of ironic hipster cultural commentary that simultaneously begs for close analysis of complex, nuanced themes and for the easy dismissal that musical trinkets and baubles deserve.
The basic facts are these: Sufjan Stevens, a musician and singer/songwriter in his mid-30s, has now released ten EPs and 100 songs of Christmas music in a relatively short span of time. To say that Stevens is obsessed by Christmas and Christmas music is a vast understatement. Almost every musical artist releases a holiday album at some point in his or her career. The reason is simple: a holiday album is a safe, conservative cash cow guaranteed to appeal to the hard-core fans and draw in new fans looking for the musical equivalent of comfort food.
Sufjan Stevens, on the other hand, circumvents those expectations at every turn. He unleashes relentless torrents of this music, a dizzying, kaleidoscopic, and sometimes confusing survey of 500 years of the Christmas musical tradition. Silver and Gold, Vols. 6–10, like its predecessor, 2006's Songs for Christmas, Vols. 1-5, is a collection of songs that range from medieval polyphony and arrangements of Bach and Handel choral works to traditional carols done traditionally to traditional carols recast as disco/funk workouts; from reverent meditations on the nativity to the slightest, most shallow holiday confections; from almost unrecognizably strident, discordant mutilations of well-known Christmas standards to startlingly lovely, unsettling originals. Oh, and there's an inexplicable Prince cover thrown in for good measure. That's Prince Rogers Nelson of "Purple Rain" fame, by the way, not the Prince of Peace. Whew. Just what is going on here?
What's going on here, I suspect, is a profound sense of bewilderment and ambivalence. More than any other songwriter working this frozen yuletide tundra, Sufjan Stevens understands the emotional and spiritual melancholy and acedia that frequently accompanies the Christmas season, the numbness that results from an overexposure to the blaring, unrelenting 60-day consumer onslaught that is Hallowthanksmas. He writes songs for people who experience a deep world-weariness when they witness others wearing antlers on their heads, or Santa Claus caps, or a hundred other silly reminders of the cultural joviality that they fail to experience in the day-to-day grind of everyday life. He also understands the relational traumas that accompany the season. These are songs of celebration and reverence, to be sure, but they are also songs for all the orphans, literal or figurative, for whom the schmaltz and forced gaiety of home for the holidays is a painful reminder of everything that real life is not.
It's a wildly inventive and occasionally frustrating roller coaster of emotions and sounds, three hours of schizophrenic holiday fare. Stevens records these songs whenever the whim strikes him, throughout the months and years, with friends such as Danielson Famile, Aaron and Bryce Dessner (The National), and members of The Arcade Fire and Inlets, and therefore it's not surprising that the box set as a whole exhibits a dramatic unevenness. Some of these songs are quite serious, and others represent little more than serious messing around, and were never intended to be taken as anything other than a musical lark. The latter are throwaways and shiny baubles, not all that different from the superficial holiday ephemera that Stevens skewers throughout most of the collection.