the stinking wee misery-holes that we call our bedrooms are even colder, darker and lonlier than usual. it must be december. in the spirit of christmas we have recorded and posted a new song called "christmas (teardrops neath mistletoe)". this melodramatic, festive tale of lost love is guaranteed to liven up even the most depressing of christmas parties. it's also going to appear on some christmas album being put together by our good friends the "mexican kids at home". contact them for more details. bah humbug, the just joans xx