Dependent Claus: trial separation

It seems only yesterday true love was in the air for Mr. and Mrs. Claus. Now the bloom is off the rose, and not just in a comical way. Are those papers in her hand?

Superior retro rock’n’roll from Emmy the Great & Time Wheeler: “(Don’t Call Me) Mrs. Christmas.” It’s super slick bompdedomp, but she’s out the door—!

Island time! What better accompaniment to getting away from the North than steel drums as The Cabana Men conga line the betterment of “Mrs. Claus.” Sorry, i thought you needed a break from quality entertainment.

A note, a missing suitcase… “Mrs. Claus” is already gone according to James Leo Oliver, who might be overplaying the American rock guitar riffs. Bluesy, but so loud!