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Christmas Noir: A Broken Hallelujah

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It’s cold out there, brother.

Glad to be in here with the fire.

And the bottle.

And my gat.

Been another long year, eh?

Worn out, I tell ya.

I step outside, the cold air in my head and my fifth.

It’s a broken Hallelujah and a pain in my fist.

I wash my hands like a man with blood on his teeth.

Over and over without relief

And I got nothin’ for you, darlin’.

No story to tell. No way to escape what this world holds

I watch the snow come down and wonder what…?

 I’ll watch this whole night come down.

And think…well… maybe there’s a God above.

But all I’ve ever learned,

Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya.

It’s not a cry that you hear in the night

It’s not somebody who’s seen the light

It’s a blast of silence, a cold and broken Hallelujah.

That’s what this time of year brings:

A broken Hallelujah.


I try to do these “Christmas Noir” images when I can, going back a few years.

It’s a festive time of year, but bleak, for many.

And it seems like there’s a lot of talk about “alternate” Christmas movies this year. Maybe it’s due to the (ahem, political) year we’ve just been through. We’re all tired and wiped out. White Christmas, Christmas In Connecticut, Miracle on 34th Street…these won’t cut it.

So, check out the alternates…like Kiss Kiss Bang Bang or Blast of Silence. Heck, even Gremlins can work. Some others mentioned here.

But, whatever you do, watch It’s A Wonderful Life.

Darkness, desperation, an old, money-hungry conniver. No femme fatale, really but, frankly, it’s about as noir as they come.

As for the above, I borrowed liberally from Leonard Cohen’s Hallelujah, but also The Gaslight Anthem’s Wherefore Art Thou, Elvis.

I picked up that phrase “a broken Hallelujah” a few months ago, and waited to make it work with one of these. Impact phrase.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed my little Jersey Noir Christmas tale.


© Mark V. Krajnak | JerseyStyle Photography | All Rights Reserved 2017

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Christmas Noir: Blast of Silence

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Tires squeak on snow-covered streets.

The rising moon has skinned winter’s breath to it’s bone.

It’s midnight in Jersey, no time to get cute.

Walk tall, or don’t walk at all.

At this time of year, even the racket boys are in for the night.

So pour a cup – or four- of cheer.

Give me hope, give me strength.

Give my soul a night of fearless sleep.

The church bells will soon ring.

Blast the silence, the absolute silence.

Sleep in heavenly peace.


And so, with Christmas just around the corner, we’ve come to the last end of our Christmas Noir series. The Big Finish.

This is one of my favorite Christmas Noir images. It was crafted last year, when Stefan (I’ve talked about this amazing Parisian graphic artist/designer before) took a couple of my images and created this scene with them. Still blows me away at how he creates these scenes with my images. An incredible artist.

It’s always fun to create these images (or have help in creating them, in the case of this one), and writing the little stories that go along with them. Like I’ve always said, even during Christmastime, there’s a little noir going on.

Just watch – really watch – It’s A Wonderful Life sometime. A man gives up his life’s dream, toils at a job for years that he despises, tucks away all those goals and ambitions, becomes suicidal.

Doesn’t really sound like the feel-good hit of the Christmas season, does it?

Yet it is.

And don’t forget: If you want to carry a little Jersey Noir with you all year long, order A Bitter Little Year – The 2014 Jersey Noir Calendar. Might be tough to get it to you for Christmas now, but certainly before we pop the cork on the new year.

© Mark V. Krajnak | JerseyStyle Photography | All Rights Reserved 2013

Christmas Noir: Winter’s Perdition

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Chestnuts roasting on an open fire…

The wind howls outside, rattling this old, drafty house.

Snow starts to fly.

Yeah, maybe somewhere chestnuts are roasting, NKC.

Me, I got a rocks glass of rye, and some cold hash to finish.

Yuletide carols, being sung by the fire…

Nothing being sung here.

Though I wouldn’t mind if that dame, Carol, dropped by.

She’d melt the icicles off ol’ Jack Frost’s nose.

Year is drawing down, not much going on.

Time to rest up, regroup.


Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow

Will find it hard to sleep tonight

Not this tot.

Winter’s perdition is here.

Tough to sleep when you don’t know who’s going to come blasting through the door.

Just wish it were Carol.

Merry Christmas to me.

© Mark V. Krajnak | JerseyStyle Photography | All Rights Reserved 2013

Christmas Noir: Sol Invictus

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It’s that’s time of year again isn’t it?

The short days seems to run long into the deep night.

The cold air gets inside us, chills the bones.

You turn your collar up and button up your flogger tighter.

The year is running down, looking to be born again.

Yeah, even us mugs take it easy now.

Nothing like the warm glow from the ol’ Tannenbaum.

And maybe a glass of rye, on the side.

Did you do what you came here to do this year?

Ain’t time to quit just yet.

Come the light, come the dawn.

There’s still time, before the deep winter freeze sets in.


Ah, the tradition begins anew! Jersey Noir now becomes Christmas Noir!

I love to juxtapose the traditional noir meme’s with the traditional holiday ones. It’s nothing new, there’s a whole subgenre of Christmas Noir out there. I guess it’s that juxtaposition again – of the warm, laughing holiday time with the guy in the fedora, lighting another Lucky and jamming his .45 deeper into his waistband.

Who knows what’ll happen.

So, for the next three weeks, stop back for a hot toddy and some Christmas Noir. There’s a dark side even to the most wonderful time of the even. And anyway, we can only take so much Michael Bolton in those Honda commercials.

It’s enough to make anyone want to grab their mohaska and start booming….

© Mark V. Krajnak | JerseyStyle Photography | All Rights Reserved 2013