John Roderick and Jonathan Coulton: It’s a Wonderful Strife
John Roderick and Jonathan Coulton bond over angst and aging, make a Christmas record and rediscover themselves in the process
It’s 2006, and John Roderick is playing a star-studded McSweeney’s event in New York. He and his band, The Long Winters, have just released the critically acclaimed Putting the Days to Bed and are beginning to flirt with indie-rock notoriety, though Roderick is still relatively unknown. In fact, he’s one of the least famous guys in the room, and with celebrities like Jon Stewart, David Byrne and Sufjan Stevens roaming the halls, he feels a tad uncomfortable and out of place.
“I was like, ‘I don’t really have anything to say to these people,’” he recalls. “David Byrne, he’s kinda from outer space, and Sufjan is definitely from outer space.’” But then Roderick spotted this bearded guy with an acoustic guitar. “I was like, ‘Well, I can relate to that.’” Turned out it was singer/songwriter Jonathan Coulton, who was also performing that night, and at the time was in the midst of his buzzy “Thing a Week” project, for which he ended up releasing a new song every week for a year. The two musicians struck up a spirited conversation backstage and became fast friends. Their main point of connection?
“You get to be a certain age—around 40 years old,” Roderick says. “and you start having to think about reinvention. Certainly, as an indie rocker, you have to decide, ‘Am I gonna spend the rest of my life wearing too-tight sweaters and crying about how I don’t understand girls?’
“Kris Kristofferson can be 75 years old and sing his dusty trails songs about life on the road and it makes sense, but I’m gonna be very surprised to see my indie-rock friends sitting on a stool at 75 and singing about being a kid. So I’d been talking to all my 40-year-old friends about, ‘What do we do now?’ It’s a turning point, and Jonathan was in the same boat. He’d written a bunch of songs about video games and zombies and, you know, is that what you want to do for the rest of your life?”
Though they never collaborated until they wrote and recorded their new holiday album, One Christmas at a Time, the two kept in touch over the years, hanging out whenever they ended up playing the same town or festival. “We spent many long hours,” Coulton says, “discussing the process of songwriting, the music business and our shared, standard creative-person angst.”
As one might expect, the crazy idea—of an aging indie rocker and singer/songwriter getting together to make a Christmas album—materialized late backstage one drunken night. In most cases, this kind of proposed shenanigan would evaporate as everyone’s BAC sunk back to zero. Before long, though, ha-ha-ha had turned to ho-ho-ho. Admittedly, the subject matter was not the driving force behind the project (“We’re adult men from very secular homes,” Roderick says, “for all the impact Christmas had on us we could have written 10 songs about the 4th of July”); it was more an excuse for two longtime friends to collaborate and try something new. For the bulk of his career, Coulton had worked almost exclusively on his own, and Roderick and The Long Winters had been largely inactive for the last several years. Given the respect they had for each others’ musical abilities, and the sort of creative limbo they were at in their lives, they decided to give it a shot.