Playing on the beach at nine.

Oh, hey, there you are
Now, before I forget
I had in mind a theme bizarre
For playing tonight's set

It's a riddle! It's a Haiku! It's a show that starts @9!

Makes the world go round
Is the root of all evil
Can you name this thing?

Got a thing goin' at nine

A new year, and so it goes
It seems to me much is the same
Coupled with polyphonic prose
Along with a well-known refrain.

We start this party at EIGHT

Now, that longest night has come,
Apocalypse has passed,
Come days with increasing sun
And Christmas songs, at last!

I only do it one time each year
It's going to be fun, so come on down here!

Fighting the darkness at nine

Tonight's show tries to bring some light
Help spread a little cheer
Now it's Hanukkah's last night
So get you ass down here.

A seasonal affectation at nine

Tomorrow, I start lighting candles.
Tonight, I play songs young and old.
Today, I wore short sleeves and sandals.
Wait, you say winter gets *cold*?

A paean for a season at nine

Tomorrow's the first of December
Tomorrow is when rent is due
Tomorrow's a day that they say will be gray
But they said that of yesterday, too.

Tomorrow won't have any snowfall
It won't be all covered in white
So songs all about what we don't get down south
Is what I'm going to play you tonight.