Das Wanderlust 'someone to pull crackers with' (self released) gather close little ones - here's something a little sweet.

Hands up who remembers Das Wanderlust.

Weren't they the ones who recorded that rather spiffing 'orange shop' a few years ago that appeared on a compilation for Transformed Dreams. What happened to them?

Yes I know they kinda disappeared off our radar to - but we got a message out of the blue telling us about a freebie Christmas download type single.

Pray tell us more for I fear I may spontaneously combust in anticipation.

Well its called ‘someone to pull a cracker with’ (sic)

That sounds sweet.

Indeed it does and is.

So where do I get it from?

You have to log onto the bands site.

For nothing you say?

Well yes - in a way - though the band will be hoping that to match their generous turn that you'll reciprocate likewise and donate something to the Brooke Animal Hospital.

Why?

Because they care for working horses, donkeys and mules - and Laura from the band is potty about donkeys.

I like donkeys - they’re cute - I'm also potty though not necessarily about donkeys - just potty. So what’s the song like is it any cop?

Indeed it is.

What does it sound like?

Toasted mallows, cranberry sauce and roasted chestnuts.

Hang on isn’t that a recipe?

Indeed it is - a recipe for a beautifully sculptured yuletide tingler that’ll make you feel all aglow with a fuzzy felt aura.

What - like the Weetabix kid?

Not quite.

Go on what does it really sound like?

Two parts Vernon Elliott albeit as though concocted by a glowing fireside inside of a snowbound wood hut, one part Dickensian like Christmas card winter wonderland scene, features lots of sleigh bells, slyly arresting carol-esque coos, nuzzling piano keys and blessed with such an abundance of seasonal good cheer that you keep expecting snow to start falling each time it comes into listening view. Will appeal to fans of Shady Bard et al.

That sounds nice.

It is.

Just one thing - what happens if I don't donate?

Then you'll be visited nightly by the donkey demon who’ll scare you witless while you dream.

Did I mention I have recurring dreams about masking tape, Velcro and rubber?

You’re weird!