Tis the season for “Santa Baby”. The song. My mother (Eartha Kitt) first recorded that song, written by Joan Javits and Phil Springer, in 1953 with Henri René and his Orchestra. It quickly became a huge hit and she re-recorded it on several more albums. She never grew tired of singing it, and her fans never grew tired of requesting it. Even at her final performance in September 2008, she sang it as an encore.
That song is now a holiday classic and has been covered by many artists from different genres over the years, but, my mother’s version is still the one most associated with the season. And, being quite biased, I think it also happens to be the best.
Four years ago Christmas Day, my mother died. The irony of her passing on the day when one of her biggest hits is at its most popular, was not lost on me.I think she just wanted to guarantee that every year her voice would be heard and people would think of her fondly. I must say, it is a strange yet heartwarming feeling to be in a store this time of year, and suddenly hear your mother singing in the rotation of holiday songs that fill the air.
I have not inherited my mother’s musical talent or her unique voice, as has been pointed out to me on many occasions (mostly by my children), but the memories of the incredible life I had with her as well as the joy of continuing to share her with you, are just as precious and what I carry in my heart.
This holiday season, I hope you remember the people who touched your life. Treasure the moments that really matter. And love the ones around you unconditionally.
From my family to yours, Happy Holidays.
What we remember. What we treasure. What we love. Simply Eartha.