Late one cold winter night, our Little Drummer Boy found himself alone in his chilly recording studio. Busting out the Jingle Bells he decided to break the unseasonably eerie Silent Night and play himself a song or two. "Some of My Favorite Things," he muttered to himself as he stared at his vast collection of musical instruments strewn throughout the room. "O Come All Ye Faithful" he sung to his horn section as he mustered the musical muscle to Deck The Halls. Old Saint Mick joined him on the black and whites and the two of them knew that as long as they had tunes, they would not be alone this Holiday season.

Across the street and Away In A Manger, a baby stirred and it's mother and father said "Do You Hear What I Hear?" Curious as to the origin of the festive musical mayhem the father trudged his slippered feet through the snow and knocked on the studio door. As it creaked open, the father extended a cold but firm handshake "We've never met, have you always been here? Where are you from? What A Wonderful World of music I hear!" he said. "O, (a) Little Town of Bethlehem," chuckled the drummer boy and Old Saint Mick. "Of course, where else!" said the father. "Sorry am I keeping you up?" apologized the drummer boy. "No, it's no bother," said the father. As they were speaking the local police officer happened to stroll by and enquired "Everything ok here fella's?" "Oh no problems here," they replied. "Well, God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, then," said the police officer. After a few more pleasantries the father decided to ditch the mother and child and join the Little Drummer Boy and Old Saint Mick for an all night sherry-fueled funked-up jam session. They left the tapes rolling and the CD in your hands might be the result of this session. It might equally just be the latest album from Shawn Lee's Ping Pong Orchestra, done psychedelic Santa style. Either way, Christmas has never been so funky!