The Thargoid Invasion of the bubble of humanity is that greatest risk that our race has ever faced since we left the soil of mother earth.

People from all over our vast civilsation are facing this threat together... by piloting every ship that they can get their hands on and running like the clappers for Beagle Point.

But before you head off on your trip to safety, please think of those poor unfortunate people who can't afford a sidewinder.

The floor moping guy in cubicle three. The frontline services rep forced by circumstances to stand at his desk all day telling people there are no wars to be had that day. The monks at barnard star filling cargo pods with their biowaste for next to nothing. The homeless guy forced to sleep on the benches in your local starport.

Who will help them?

That is why we have gathered an large group of D-Listers and faded celebrities to perform a charity single the likes of which we have not seen for many centuries.

The song was concieved by that science guy with the beard. The one with the failed music career. You know whats-his-face. You know! The grumpy one that sings like a constipated dalek.

The music was composed and produced by that fellow with the green mohican, I'm sure his name will come to me. CoToSo? ToCoCo?

With lots of help from that news reader. The one who sounds like she is about to start laughing when she reading something tragic?

The song was performed by a whole bunch of people whose faces look familiar and whose names are probably on the time of your tongue.

Please give generously and maybe we will stop playing that dreadful racket and some desperate people will be able to make it to safety in time.

Or maybe we will just give it all to Special Effect so that they can make it possible for people with disabilities to access the technology we all take for granted and perhaps even fly a spaceship to beagle point.