An ice storm in D/FW, lots of Santa gigs, and a death in the family forced the Bilge Pumps to debut the Bilge Pumps Trio!

Sharkbait Simon the Scapegoat's happy as he has two less Bilge Pumps to deal with for this gig.

There was only one show for us at the Elissa this year, and we turned it into the no requestyest of no request shows.

There might not have been any ice in Galveston during Dickens, but it sure felt as cold as ice.

Sharkbait and Maroon the Shantyman both try to decide if cold hands make playing guitar or playing drums harder.

With the band's numbers depleted, the Bilge Pumps decide to just join a real choir and lip-snyc along.

Harvey the Corpsman decides to flesh out the band by bringing Admiral Tod on stage to help us remember the lyrics.

The Bilge Pumps did most of our shows at the Crystal Palace stage. Unfortunately, it was the one stage without any seating at all.

Maroon and Sharkbait test out the mics during the sound check before a show at the Westminster Abbey stage

Sharkbait strikes his sexy pose during the parade route.

The Bilge Pumps try and keep up with the long stride of the Stilt Lady in the snow of the Sunday parade.

It wouldn't be a Sunday morning at Dickens without the band moving all the benches back in place from the Sat night rave. And no, we're not above child labor.

Maroon looks for ways to keep his mouth from freezing on the didjeridu during "Haul, Boys, Haul".

Sharkbait tries to warn Harvey about the frozen Maroon lips stuck to the didjeridu on "South Australia".