Kenny’s Story (Updated with Streaming Links)

This year I’ve written a Christmas single — written by me, produced with a bit of help from AI — as a little love letter to this beautiful Northern time of year that comes and goes so fast.

Here is the full song on YouTube:

And it’s now streaming everywhere:

🎧 Listen on Spotify:

https://open.spotify.com/track/6gAt30Ssu6uQv4fJKsRDiX?

🎧 Listen on YouTube Music:

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=3fn4FfOIqys&si=pjpq4l0r1VZm_fbf

🎧 Available on Amazon Music:

https://music.amazon.co.uk/albums/B0G2PRJ3DN

As Christmas comes, it would be remiss of the Punks of AI not to release our first Christmas single.

We’re doing it to raise money for the Motor Neurone Disease Association — and I want to say right up front how important they’ve been to us.

From the beginning, the MNDA were a lifeline. They helped get Mum’s voice captured. They funded a proper chair for her when she could no longer sleep in a bed and the old one was hurting her. That chair meant everything. It gave her comfort, dignity, and a bit of herself back. When she comes home from hospital soon, that’s the first thing she’ll want — to be back in that chair, warm, safe, and settled.

I cannot overstate how much that support mattered. It made things bearable at a time when nothing felt bearable.

About three years ago, my mum, the beautiful Lynn Davies, was diagnosed with motor neurone disease. We’re three years into the illness now and it’s been incredibly tough. MND takes things slowly, pebble by pebble. Like someone hands you a rucksack at diagnosis and drops a tiny stone in it every day. You don’t notice much at first… but over time the weight becomes enormous.

That weight takes away so many things. The ability to walk. To use the stairs. To make a cup of tea. To button your own clothes. To eat your favourite foods. Even the ability to smile. It’s every small rhythm that makes up a life.

But I don’t want this to be totally dark. Through all of this, Mum has stayed bright. Still smiling. Still sharp as a die. Still completing the 1% Club. I’ve always been proud of her — but never more than now.

As we head into what is probably our last Christmas together, you can’t help but replay all the years before. We’ve had three Christmases since her diagnosis, and they’ve flown by. Our Christmases were always chaotic, messy, warm, and very Stokey. Leftover tinsel. Last night’s gin. Rewatching the same shows. No space anywhere but nobody caring — as long as we were together.

That’s why I wrote Leftover Tinsel, Last Night’s Gin — a little love letter to all those Christmases and all those memories.

So here’s my ask.

The song is out now on Spotify, YouTube Music, Amazon, and all major platforms.

If it makes you feel something, please donate £2 to our JustGiving page for the MNDA.

£2 might not seem like much — but enough £2 donations mean more chairs, more comfort, more dignity for families walking the same road we are.

Please listen. Share it. Pass it on.

And thank you — truly.