A Christmas Cornucopia

SOME music touches your soul. It's so powerful, it moves you to tears or laughter, and connects or re-connects you to love, life and hope. Amidst many Christmas albums this year, Annie Lennox's A Christmas Cornucopia, has touched and re-connected me to the spirit of the season at a new level. The entire composition, which is soulful and rich, has been a hair-raising experience for me. I'd like to share the same experience with all, along with a universal hope of love, joy and peace, as we remember the Child, who was born unto us to save humanity. In that pretext, Lennox herself is a great individual in her works towards humanity. The Annie Lennox Foundation raises funds to conduct educational programmes pertaining to HIV/ AIDS for women and children in Africa. So after listening to it on day one, I went back on day two to purchase a few more CDs as gifts. Something as good as this needs to be shared.

I love everything about the album including its cover

The album, which was launched in mid November in the UK and US, comprises Lennox's personal selection of Christmas carols that she had sung as a child. There are 12 songs including some of best loved traditional carols such as The First Noel, Angels From The Realm Of Glory, Silent Night, O Little Town of Bethlehem and The Holly and The Ivy. There are also a few uncommon ones like the Lullay Lullay. I've never heard of it before, but it gripped me the very first time I listened to it at the CD shop. I guess there's a good story there and the drums in the music build it up well too. If you like drums, you'd also notice there are many kinds of drums in the album. I love drums, so I appreciate it.

The last number, Universal Child, is Lennox's own song, which, has been raising funds for the Annie Lennox Foundation. It's a sweet finish to a soul-binding album. Whenever I listen to it, I see Lennox in her element. Her vocal is as good as ever, and you feel the presence of this Christmas child (she was born on Dec 25) in the entire album. I have a feeling it's going to be my all-time favourite Christmas CD.

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