The people have been gathering in the secret room in Wellington, New Zealand. Ukuleles are being dusted off. (Literally: Age checks our ukuleles with a white glove to make sure we have been practising when we are not with the band - if there is dust, press-ups must be done!)
Songs are being pulled apart and put back together again. Outfits are being arranged. Antics are being planned. Visas and passports are in order.
In a matter of weeks, we will be airport-bound, once again! AMERICA: we are coming for you. Almost all of the dates are right here on our Calendar page, with a few more still to come. Be sure to get on this uke train, 'cos once it leaves the station, there's a party on-board. Book now! We want to see your glorious faces!