Take December Off is go!

Our Christmas song of great luxury and relaxation, Take December Off, is now all systems go. We have a daily blog, the opportunity to listen to and buy the song itself, and other goodies lined up for inclusion at, wait for it, wait for it...

The Take December Off Experience

So go now there and click things and buy things. Because you can. Because we're worth it. And it'll be updated every day, so keep going there. Make it part of your morning routine. But clean your teeth first. Actually, no, go to that site first, and clean your teeth while listening to the song.

Also tell all your friends, because if we make enough money from this to take not just December but the rest of our lives off (hope springs eternal) then you're bound to be invited to our Vancouver mansion at some point, for your part in helping us out. Go on. Be a devil. Forward the link to everyone you know. We know you hate doing that normally, but just for us, be a sport.

In other news, last night we had great fun at a benefit for a local charity called PAWS which helps dogs and children all at once - so having a song called I'll Rescue You which was originally written for a dog rescue charity in England was kinda convenient - and we tried out Other People's Business - the anteater / anti-Bush protest song - which got plenty of applause. Which was nice. Needless to say, I Want To Be A Panda went down a storm. Sarah also sang as part of My Lady's Chamber for the night owing to a localised alto shortage. We couldn't stay too late because of the whirlwind weekend we had lined up, but it was fun. Some nice poetry, some of which Sue Turner had set to music. And Artie (drummer / guitarist whom we met at Sorrento) was there too, doing an amusing song about having an Extreme Sports Christmas up at Whistler Mountain.

And tonight we performed at an over-40s Bicycle Club in Richmond. This was a bit of a trek, and it's been snowing all day, so while Bunny was happy at the concept of snow on December 1st (it swirls upwards while you're watching it from the twentieth floor, which is tremendously cool) she was also stressed at the thought of trogging that far on the buses with our keyboard, and worse, she nearly fell over while hopping gleefully around in the snow, so she's now hopping all the time, on a slightly twisted ankle. Pauvre lapin! And her pedal foot, at that. However, the gig went well, we performed for about an hour and a half, and they appreciated it a lot. And it's a bit of money in the bank. More tomorrow as we provide background for the Christmas lunch of a skiing club on 37th Street.

We also now have a manager! Susan has despaired of our incompetence and is taking pity on us and will organise our career. We love you, Susan, for we are rubbish!