Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the crib, My ipod was playing some ‘Bel-Boe-Deviv.’ I got up to switch it and put on something new, As I quickly scrolled down to my favorite band Muse. “Hysteria” thumped as I turned up the speakers, The bass filled my body – my head to my sneakers. It rattled my Christmas tree, and rumbled my walls, Like visions of Stevie Ray Vaughan at Carnegie Hall. As I rocked like a reindeer, I heard something crumble, It was Santa who had slipped on the rooftop, he’d stumbled?!?!? I grabbed me a ladder, and climbed up the side, I yelled to Kris Kringle, “Are you all right?!?” “I’ve broken me arm and I’ve injured me head. I can’t pilot my sleigh!  Oh, Christmas is dead.” I replied, “Do not worry, you are now in good hands.” As I backed up my tour bus and called out to my band. I dropped gift after present to my drummer below As my guitar player, Joseph, had Santa in tow. We loaded the tour bus, and filled it with gas. I put on some music to help us relax. Go Ben Folds, Go Bee Gees, Go Jay-Z and U2, On Weezer, the Beatles, Led Zeppelin, and The Who. We turned up the tunes as we checked on the cargo, We’d have to save Christmas from L.A. to Key Largo. We drove off in a flash as we went door to door, And delivered the presents to the rich and the poor. As we squeeled all the tires, I screamed out to the block, “Merry Christmas to all – May your holiday rock!!”

For my friends and fans.  Thanks so much for all of your support over 2009.  Here’s to an amazing 2010!!                         Love and Best Wishes,                                            Kevin Burdick                                            www.PianoRockstar.com