stand down code orange

Very disappointed here. A couple of weeks ago, we were contacted by a gentleman with amorous intentions. Not towards any of us, mind you, but for some lucky lady he'd been eyeing for a while.

So where do we come in?
He wanted to book us to play Cyrano to his Baron Christian de Neuvillette. That is, we were to stand beneath her window (or maybe outside her place of work, or even in Woolies, I'm not sure) and sing of his love for her.
OK, so Cyrano din't sing, but you get the idea.

There were a couple of potential problems with the plan from the outset...

1. Most of our songs are about sadness and suffering - not such a good way to start a relationship.
   We managed to find one that would work - suitably sweet, with not too much of a stalking edge to it.


2. What if she turned him down?
   Terry suggested that at least we could flog her an autographed CD, so it wouldn't be a total waste.


3. What if she fancied him, but hated our music?
   Ha ha ha - only joking.

We've been on code orange since he was last in contact. Sleeping in our best serenading clothes, just in case we should get the call.

Happily, the couple concerned managed to find their way together without our musical intervention. No, really - we're just thrilled for them.

But we were kind of liking the idea. Any dumbstruck lovers out there want to hire a band?