Hi there . . . And a warm holiday welcome from TWANG the Halls. With a special seasons greeting to all during these uncertain times. What with rising unemployment, feuding politicians, celebrities in rehab and the economy still in the litter box—seems like everyone could use some glad tidings. Never fear, TWANG the Halls here. With a sublime collection of fourteen rockin’ holiday classics guaranteed to make yer sugarplums stand up and twitter. TWANG the Halls. Where the electric guitar is king. Yep. And all other’s delight in his royal twangness. TWANG the Halls. With throbbing bass, drums to wake the dead and organ from St. Peter. Can ya dig it? You won’t find any augmented, demented, fermented, cemented, inverted, converted, subverted, perverted, laid back, laid low, laid over, laid off, resourced, outsourced commie pinko space chords here. Nope. Just red hot rock ’n roll recorded right here in the good ol’ U.S. of A. Who sez we can’t make it here anymore! A few words about playing a TWANG the Halls CD. If this is your first TWANG experience, please note: TWANG’s music sounds best when played at the number eleven position. So twist, turn, slide, glide, push, pull and mouse that volume widget until the red light stays on. When the SWAT team bangs on your door, you’ll know TWANG did the job. TWANG the Halls. Rockin’ a new decade. See ya . . . T.H.